Hallway to Nowhere

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  • We Waited (Poem)

    we waited as children

    time draped carelessly over our shoulders

    so lightly that we did not care

    we could find another hour or two or three

    hanging warm from the sun

    on the line stretched out back

    we waited as adults

    time crammed into backpacks and bags

    heavier now but still unregarded

    we’d grab spare minutes along with coffee

    whenever we needed extra

    we waited as elders

    time spread across the table

    weighty memories of things that never happened at all

    broken pieces of too many jigsaw lifetimes

    that trembling hands could not fit together

    we died and there was an end to waiting

  • Bowing To The Bones (Poem-Feb 1 PouncePunk Art Challenge)

    These days I live close to the bone.

    This is no mere phrase.

    The face that looks at me from the mirror

    Is ever older and gives a glance of skull;

    The body that moves or not

    Is ever thinner and juts with skeletal outline.

    I could say this be not my choice,

    Citing illness and age.

    But we all face this end,

    Whatever the appearance.

    No amount of flesh or care or luck will spare us.

    So I cherish my circumstance as valuable,

    A visible reminder not to waste my time.