Hallway to Nowhere

Tag: journey

  • Short Notice (Poem)

    again I am leaving

    what do I take from this place to the next

    the grit of the sidewalks

    sliding on the grime of unknown stories

    flakes of discarded lives abandoned

    like children orphaned in the eternal war

    the harsh cries of the birds

    resounding to each other a raucous challenge

    warnings to we unheedful below

    that we are interchangeable bit players in their world

    the striking color of walls and posts

    filling each gaze with baited brilliant hooks

    gigs to grab attention and not let go

    until the message has been absorbed without assent

    and always always

    the pleasure of moving silently solitary

    through all the busy people on all the busy streets

  • The Stone’s Question (Poem)

    the stone in the street asks

    why do you choose this path

    and I answer

    when there is no destination

    any road will take you there

    furthermore say

    why do you rest on this pavement

    no reply so I pick it up

    leave it somewhere along the way

    on a windowsill or a bench

    there to have different conversations

  • How To Walk (Poem)

    Let me go for a walk. How do I begin?

    By starting from where I am.

    I put one foot in front of the other.

    Over and over and over.

    I alone can do this.

    I cannot ask: Would you move for me?

    (I could, but this is nonsensical.)

    If I want to trek to whatever destination,

    I must commence.

    Now is the only time;

    These steps are the perfect means.

    I embark upon the journey.

  • Patience On The Path (Poem)

    Thank you for teaching me patience amidst urgency.

    Yes, my time here in this body is precious and brief,

    And I wish to do as much good as possible for both myself and others.

    But I can relax into this path

    By realizing that my limitations are many and varied.

    I am a traveler like everyone,

    And my supplies and journey are affected by myriad different things.

    The way can seem daunting, with unexpected detours and deterrents.

    My progress speeds and slows and sometimes halts for awhile,

    For I am not commencing alone in a void.

    I continue step by step with a steady mind and open heart,

    With the knowledge that eventually I will reach my destination.

    While I travel, I experience pleasures and griefs on the way,

    With appreciation that they are temporary and ever-changing.

    Remember always that scenery is only scenery

    And continue to walk.

  • The Gateway (Poem)

    I stand at threshold of the path.

    The gateway stands before me.

    I look once, twice, and yet again.

    At first glance, I see a plain simple structure.

    Then it appears rich, bejeweled, and ornate.

    On third look, it transforms back to an ordinary entrance.

    Will I pass through to start the journey?

    Yes, and yes, and yes.

    All I have to do choose to begin.

    One step, one breath, one life at a time.

  • Wings (Poem)

    I want for you wings

    Seen only by you and those you choose.

    Let them be wondrously delicate

    With immense hidden power,

    Able to unfurl and carry you soaring

    On journeys filled with magic and delight.

    May they allow you

    To become a traveler of many realms,

    Unbound by convention and earthly concerns.

    As you glide through your days and nights,

    Listen for the trail of laughter and song

    That surely will follow.

    And no matter what might come,

    Ever remember that you can fly.

    (Written for R, also a poet.)