Portrait Of An Old Lady

I saw an old lady today, Saw her face in a picture. She called to me from where she stood She made me stare in wonder.   She looked at me with deep brown eyes Eyes streaked red From which the light had slowly faded.   The circles underneath Blended into her cheeks The shadows…

The Bridge To Yesterday

When the tyranny of the heart didn’t enslave the mind,

And time wasn’t a sentinel, we looked over to evade,

A Temporal Emotion

Is love a transient thought in the wind or is it just a hailstone melting in the rain. Does it exist only in the minds of the reckless because, beware, it may also inflict great pain. Does love ebb with the passing of time and do emotions drift to the next? Is life’s only certainty…

The Ship

The deck has been scrubbed the portholes brightly glitter the smoke slowly swirls up the ship’s red funnel. Bobbing in the water with its anchors aweigh the ship certainly looks good to sail away. Cargo has been hauled and the sailors are raring to go out to sea and reach distant lands. The quartermaster has…