“ Man’s Season ” ~ be but one taste ~

 

Near all seasons

Of nature’s bent

Has a reason,

Most to feed

The next event,

Thus to embrace

A cycle of reinvent,

Save man’s fate

Who aspires reach

Time’s scant decree,

Yet his own season

Of ephemeral state,

Be of limited reason

We’ve but one taste!

 

 

 

 

“ Across The Table ” ~ in eyes that tell ~

 

When I look now

Across the table,

I see light

Reflecting bright

In eyes that tell,

Of knowing somehow

The best of life

I’ve yet to live,

And dubiety held

Her being, soon expels!

“ The Best Of Life ” ~ be ephemeral~

 

I question why

The best of life

Be ephemeral,

Thus so decry

Its slower pace,

To reach in time

Beyond cerebral,

This meagre space

Said be prize place,

When joy of mind

A longed for state,

Man wouldst rejoice

Thru wisdom’s take,

That may but come

In the twilight wake

Of my life’s journey!

 

“ Change ” ~ then and now ~

 

I remember

Changes then,

To and from

Meant little when,

The cause of any

Made no matter…

 

Likened now

Begs to become

Time be the sum

Of change a many,

And thus infers

One chose consider

Vicissitudes withal,

Be more discerning,

For changing now!

 

“ A Failed World ” ~ by greedy design ~

 

I see images

Of inimicalness,

Worrying

With purpose,

Of goading

Submissions

From humans

Too worn,

Exuding despair

Exacted upon

By greedy design,

In a situate

Beyond unkind,

While exploiting

Denies insouciant,

As they shape

Fellowman’s fate,

To thus so fit

A callous world pit,

Leaving behind                                            

Obscured of hope

Beings of a kind,

Who shan’t survive

In a failed world

All but gone blind,

To bankers and brokers

And political jokers,

With their greedy designs!

 

“ By And By ” ~ lest by the bye ~

 

By and by

They’re gone,

Those days

That matter,

As they spin by

Aware you find,

Life affords not

Lest by the bye,

The reinstating

Of ignored time!

 

“ Being One ” ~ with one inside ~

 

Held being one

With one inside,

Be body draped

Of vernal skin

Or cragged façade,

Ought be the way

Said live therein,

To fashion so

A fixed reside

Avoiding sad,

Thus so to stay

As being one ,

With one inside!

 

“ Yesterday ” ~ before I knew ~

 

Yesterday in situ,

Day said thru

Before I knew,

Tho be wanting

Day ought bend,

For time to give

Has yet be done

Afore day’s end,

Lest I not live

Before day turns,

To yesterday!

 

“ Reaching For Life ” ~ on a second wind ~

 

There be a time

In journey’s race,

You mean find

A fitting place,

To reach for life

On a second wind,

As a runner trims,

Might leave behind

Sources of strife,

For which we’ve paid

A wretched price,

Hence then embrace

That easy pace,

Akin to  sublime,

One holds attain

On a second wind,

Reaching for life!