Forgotten In The Ether

Forgotten in the etherAgainst the stones on the shoreFatigue hitting hard at sunriseBefore the day might restore You cannot outlive a memoryOur fates left to a diminished chanceBound to the sea by luck or forceDrifting silently with suspicious circumstance Dog eared postcards & other totemsWords from home to quench the tideMeandering scribbles in the marginDreadingContinue reading “Forgotten In The Ether”

Perhaps I’m A Bit More Prudish

Perhaps I’m a bit more prudishThan I ever expected myself to beShying away from their exhibitionsFolding my soul back into propriety Maybe I’m not as cool as you thoughtI’m more of a meandering old fellowWriting out lines of cautious fantasyWhereas reality reveals itself to be rather mellow

Meandering Down An Etched Path

Meandering down an etched pathWith vines & foliage on all sidesThe overgrowth keeps secrets locked& provides the perfect place to hide I know where I always wish to beA forgotten realm; a place no one thinks to lookReality, hatred & cruelty forever expungedI’m safe here – alone in nature – me & a book