I gained the heady heightsAnd sawThe vast expanse of cosmic blueBelow. I had not seenAll this before,Had not been hereDid not come or go,Never was above the Law The past had gone,Dissolved …And now I stoodOutside of timeBeyond the polar grip of right or...
Programmed to perfectionI don life’s daily masksAnd face the worldWhile slinking in the shadows. Who or what I amI never ask,Not wanting to revealA naked selfStripped bareOf all pretence and crutch. Bruce CooperMarch...
Blood-red flowersOn the shrineEmit the fragrant eglantine,Grape-like taste of good red wineThese blood-red flowers on the shrine. The Cosmic BloodThat beats withinThe scarlet veins of your pure skinIs blood-red too and free from sin,The Cosmic Blood that beats within....
“And indeed there will be timeTo wonder, ‘do I dare’ and, ‘do I dare?’Time to turn back and descend the stair,With a bald spot in the middle of my hair –” TS Eliot Almost fifty-seven … The limbs begin to stiffen And the sun, now past its zenith,Sinks...
Before the day windsback againI sit,between the dark and lightentranced by imagesof nightthat float around withinwithout,transfixed by whatlife’s all about. The answers seem so closethey can be touched,and yet destroyed,if clutched,as if the seeking dissipates the...
The sea rolled lazily inand gulls flew easily by,and fires were seen in the distanceon a sinuous sunset sky. A quiet peace was stealing,that I knew full well,I could see it in the calm and gentleheave of a mild sea swell. Bruce...
A year has passedAnd still my father’s sweetness lingers onWithin my memory. No sunHas set upon his face,No thought forgottenWhile I traceThe images and picturesThrough my mind. But through this quiet painI feelLove never will concealHimFrom me. No peevish winter wind...
The cold of winter comesand sinksinto an abyss dark and deepoozing pain and anguish Trying not to sleepI vacillatefor fear the dreaded ghosts will come Gather roundbeholdthe noonday firebleakinto the sunset gone AloneI gaze into a troubled seaof hidden immortalityand...
The autumn days dwindleAnd we are togetherAs light as a featherFrom when we first met. A meeting that will beAnd wasIs foreverAs light as the featherWe’ll never forget.And floating we shall beAnd will be foreverAnd happyForeverIn sweet minuet. Happy birthday my...
Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past. All time is eternally present All time is unredeemable. ...