Shadow Play
~ A shadow shows A shaky figure; A bird above Impedes the flight Of light That flows In rays below, And falls about Upon us there, My dog and I, With […] Continue reading
~ A shadow shows A shaky figure; A bird above Impedes the flight Of light That flows In rays below, And falls about Upon us there, My dog and I, With […] Continue reading
~ Here’s to the Day! (the only Day) The few, if at all any, will have. Old men wear school caps, aside from their naps, Remember the Nothing that might’ve been Something – Making Hay is just Memory Salve. ~ This One’s for […] Continue reading
~ Ah Life Sweet Life Profound Occurrence Abundant Recurrence Eternal Endurance Thus Is So As Life Will Last Long Long Last Will Life As So Is Thus Endurance Eternal Recurrence Abundant Occurrence Profound Life Sweet Life Ah ~ ©2014, Marvin Welborn 05 April 2014
~ Hail! to the mountains, munificent land. Symbols of power, they tower, transcend. Praise for the rivers, the mountains then send down unto oceans, that nest next to sand. Here’s to the oceans, on which life depends. We forget how, somehow, everything blends. Blessed be hours, too short, that life lends; the glorious stories, each […] Continue reading
I don’t know, but think so. I don’t understand. I’m slow on the up-take, But fast with a hand To help a good neighbor, Or helping a friend – I glow in the up-beat, A latter day man. What Charlie hath saith I dare countermand, But Natural Selection? It’s more […] Continue reading
~ a table, a chair, immobile air; outside comfort, a languid affair. a robin appears, thinks it quite queer, one man at table, sitting in chair. ~ hello, mister robin, oh, so aware. the man at the table and robin each stare, one unto other when another appears: an indigo bunting from out of nowhere. […] Continue reading
~ Here are two stories that need being told, One of the young man, the other of old: Into the young eyes pristinely set cold, Each thing a new ring inwardly flows. ~ An old man before him bears dust and grows mold – For reverence, first severance, […] Continue reading
~ it snows in the mountains it sleets on the plains down to the coastlines it all turns to rain winter befalls us cold hard and fast and memory serves us conserves us at best by knowing that spring renews us at last relief would then tell us when winter […] Continue reading
~ Alvin Valdez and I would wend Our way down main at lunchtime. A bookstore in store much long before The store became such the main focus. A conglomerate deal With central appeal To the coffeehouse weal, The Barnes and Noble house status. A long tall hall, poor light and all, […] Continue reading
~ A blank sheet of paper Awaits to be filled; Marks, unto letters; Words, to be spilled. Lines, run to margins, To keep them entailed: Thoughts put on paper, Potential, trammelled. Like gardens that taper From fresh fallowed fields, Thoughts are the crops, […] Continue reading
~ he was alone, as everyone is; and will be ’til each one will end. and wherever he roam, he’ll return to home; to his mind, where we find it begin. the reality though, he simply won’t go to the places that will not exist. […] Continue reading
~ Each day As I watch it, It slowly evades. Fade! Fade! It all fades away. Time, Oh Time! It slides by, Away! It goes by, Flies by! Belies us, Some say. It changes, Erases, Turns faces to gray. Fade! Fade! […] Continue reading
~ The hardest part is doing the right, But then, it takes time to know it. I heard it once said: “Thirty years make a man.” But now, I’m not so sure of it. At twice the space I err just as much – I count all the […] Continue reading
…. This is the month That my mother died. The year fades fast To memory. It must have been written In pencil somewhere, On paper, And there set in stone; And after awhile, It all erases. ~ Befuddled, perplexed; At sevens and six; Forwards, sideways, And backwards: The […] Continue reading
~ Made it through And still alive – I’m sitting here, on third! When I was younger, So much younger, One heard no word I said. Yet, who was I? This other guy, Ego, thoughtless head. Now here I am, An older man, Round third Where the sound Is much better heard. […] Continue reading