Experiences

The truth of experience lies in change it brings

Yet all experiences change different things

What change might mean for you and for me

Ah, that’s the rub, we must wait and see.

Let’s Talk

Come, any who with half a mind

Acknowledge dangers threatening our kind

For to the brink the whole world teeters

Led this time by powerful tweeters

Let’s halt the madness, pause to say

This isn’t a price we’re willing to pay

Don’t threaten, but talk, face to face

Only this can save the human race

A Mystery

0hh Dear

This does seem queer

I am not sure

Is this me here?

Are these words mine?

Or are they not?

When did I pen them?

I’ve quite forgot

HOW to WHY

HOW strange to claim we like some things

WHEN no one knows WHAT tomorrow brings

There is much WHICH we have yet to try

So likes are temporary, now you know WHY.

Midnight

Hello tomorrow; I just can’t wait

To know what fortune lies on your date

Good would be great, but if bad is my fate

I’ll take what comes, just don’t be late.

Autumn Years

Autumn years, red-amber hued

Slow passing hours, quiet thought

Gentle emotions, guilt imbued

Of things achieved, but others aught

One’s Lot

Pain and suffering

Misery, fear

Common hardships

Many must bear

Though some exist

Without such woes

Not mindful how

For others, it goes

But all will know

They share equal fate

When time is up

On that future date

What if, then,

Each gets their due

And what lies in store

Is all up to you?

If not so, fine!

Carry on as before

No need for insurance

Unless you’re not sure

If not this, what?

The rising sun and beating heart

Embracing lovers, soon to part

A furry friend, a solid rock

Hands marking time upon a clock

Tasting coffee, fresh from the bean

A peaceful moonlit landscape scene

Violent storm-tossed crashing seas

Gently humming honey bees

Are these and more as they seem to be,

If we each experience them differently?

Is life a dream, or is it real?

Do we know the answer, because we feel?