“ He Is As One ” ~ with he who lives inside ~

 

He is as one

With he whom resides

Abidingly inside,

Who lived within

When body draped

With youthful skin,

Yet he who be therein

Albeit much the same,

Not so the he we see

Worn more than thin,

With cragged façade

Those years did carve,

Upon a now worn lad

The while resides as one,

With he who lives inside!

 

                                                       ode to they who have arrived

 

“ Awake In A Dream ” ~ though asleep it seems ~

I’m awake

In a dream

Though asleep

It would seem,

I recall

Having counted

Them all,

The sheep

Who bring sleep,

And so roam

In my head,

At their face

I dare peek,                                          

In their stead

Be those loved,

Lined my mind

More than few

Now reside, inside

A necropolis wall,

Knowing more

I’ll eventually find,

Though not sheep

While asleep

Awake in a dream,

From this side of the wall! 


“ Looking ” ~ from inside out ~

Looking

From inside out,

I see a face

Has me in doubt,

Though I know

It’s me inside and out,

I fail discern

This face be so,

As one I’d worn

The many years

Since I was born…

 

As lines of time

In crags so shape,

Thus bared façade

Conjures adverse,

Allows one see

Life be perverse…

 

Hence though I gaze

With woeful eyes,

The while I fantasize

At once arresting face,

Now to imagine wise

Mind so disguised

That I should visualize,

Looking from outside in!