Only the brave or foolish offer opinions
Like beliefs, they are best kept to oneself;
Even when asked about them
No purpose is served by sharing them
They find merit only with those of like mind;
Who do not need convincing
For all others, they invite challenge to some orthodoxy
Sleeping dogs, best left to lie
In the midday sun!
One must without informed denial
Recognise the fact
Lips that kiss with willing smile
Transcend the simple act
Though species have inbuilt desires
For furtherance of their genes
That called love the more requires
Some substance of our dreams
Relationships are a mystery
Pitfalls can be hard to see
Seek with care how you are seen
Less those when asked do come clean
Those closest have the sharpest knives
When dissecting others’ lives
For good intentions are not enough
To secure their unconditional love.
I have (seriously!) begun to suspect
That I’m losing my intellect
Now what was that I was saying?
Oh look, it’s starting to rain!
“What wealth have you”, the magnate sneered, “For coin I can spare but few”.
“Of things you covet”, the beggar replied, ” ‘Tis true I have little of it”.
“But of the soul, I do believe, I have plenty where you have a hole”.
Today’s date is made of numbers
Though not traced to a true Day 1
Did time begin with the first Big Bang?
Or the lighting of our sun?
Did our own clocks start with a birthday?
Or nine months before in the womb?
While Earth spins and marks days passing
Tick-tock, toward the tomb
Every second left us is precious
Wanting neither good nor ill
A fragment of a lifetime
To be bent to serve one’s will
See, the world is still out there
Beyond the glass and frame
Lit by sun that breaks in here
Warming me the same
Sky shimmers in summer heat
Birds dash about for food
I rest on the window seat
In melancholy mood
I ponder on the happy scene
Of plants and living things
Wondering what it all means
And envy birds their wings
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