27 April 2014

a toast to finis

i'm standing tall and striding free
the wind in my face alive
as i feel my heart jump with hope
ahead lies forever, a blank slate
destiny as yet unwritten
behind i glance for a moment
i mean only a brief look
when beyond the towers of
a bridge aflame my gaze rests
on faces left behind
missed opportunities
the laughter of possibilities ended
though torn i cannot return
the beams are crashing
steam rises from quenched fires
as the river flows on
i must look forward
regret is the luxury of others
i give my tears to the river
and pray my new day is clear

11 April 2014

spring fever


a moment here
the air is clear
and all around
a quiet sound
the green green grass
the people pass
a sky of blue
just me and you
pink blossoms fall
but you stand tall
what your eyes tell
it casts a spell
and draws me in
i cannot win
i want to run
escape the sun
the heat that burns
with lessons learned
what stopped the earth
and killed my mirth
is beating fast
in me at last
and should it end
with you my friend
then bury me
beneath this tree
my heart can’t bear
another tear
it’s you or I
must go and die
on this spring day
in lovely May