A chick plucked off its wing
Down the tall oak branches it sung
A song sung nigh free of yearning
Down the hazy amber elm til its life hung
Near the shore, a kindred spirit melted its last candle
Melted under the dark night sky, its damping light drew him closer
Resuscitating his clockwork, its hand ticked, he threw himself in the shore, without a single ripple
A short-lived sight of a light that chose to fly away, and away, further, and further
I took a stroll down an old park, visited by a dream ever so distant
With ideals buried asunder, I selfishly blew those old autumn roses, greenheads who lost their vigor
I dare not to turn back, a bent world was left with carvings reduced to a remnant
With time and life that will soon disappear, I yearn that lost feeling of fervor
It was windy, greenery with some sprinkle of the big bright sun.
You walked past me, smiling brighter than the sun.
Covered in a cladded silky white dress,
You bring the cold breeze.
I stare at your back,
Then to your smile.
Slowly reminiscing,
The past that we shared.
I missed those days,
Days when you and I are having fun.
I would rather experience it once again,
Feel the warmth of your body against mine,
Than the warmth of you blood flowing down.
Life without money
Very boring and funny
But educative
No company to commune with
Solitude your best friend
Constantly reminiscing and relearning.
A broke man, a lonely man
Bitter many days, always angry and worried
Many label him lazy
Forgetting hard times humble people
Many call's him crazy
When caught laughing and happy all alone.
When a man is down
If there's no leaning shoulder
It takes God and miracle
No body understand
Every action or reactions
Makes him lazy and crazy
If you listen and support people
Instead of condemning or humiliating them; They're liberated from whatever.
Heaven and Earth met face to face
Debating who's the greater place
You see the earth had much to offer
But heaven was the perfect place
Souls gathered in the heavenlies
Reminiscing God's great plans
The earth new nature's secrets
Heaven knew the angels' plans
It was time the Lord stepped in
Show your part and participation
My soul rings out for both of them
And My heart feels such elation
Sitting under this Weeping Willow
tree, I think of yesterdays gone by.
The special times I spent with my
Mom and Dad, I reminisce and cry.
They're no longer here, God took
them to a better place, away from
me.
Mom said," If I ever leave, look for
me in the clouds my son, that's
where I'll always be."
Now I go through life wishing I had
spent more time with them.
Wishing, I could go back in time
and relive my life again.
On a beautiful sunny day when those
beautiful clouds roam free.
I see the outline of my Mother's face,
like she said, my Mother, Anais.
It seems like yesterday I stood by a field,
Uncle Tom's orchard nearby, abundant and fair.
The sun shone bright, the wind blew slow and yielded,
And trees danced to a tune that only nature shared.
I waited for my friends, eager to begin
Our blissful play, and let our joyous spirits spin.
But then I heard my name, and with a glowing face,
I turned, expecting friends, but found a different place.
The city's chaos reigned, with noise and disarray,
And I, a stranger, felt lost in the fray.
The world had changed, and I, with it, did stray,
And wondered if I, too, had changed with the passing day.
And so I ponder, lost, in this unfamiliar land
My friend
My friend
where did you go
And how long
Have i been gone
where is the friend
Once i have known
The one that showed me
A friendship so strong
He opened his arms
His heart and his home
He was always there
To keep me from wrong
For years and years
I searched and i rome
Hunting for the friendship
Oh that i for long
lost now and all alone
No longer am I headstrong
Oh please my friend
I can no longer go on
Without you my friend
I just don't belong
We must rebuild unbreak
and rebend
The unbreakable Bond
Between two friends
This is my plea to make admends
Help me regain
The strength you infringed
In my heart and my soul
Help me refill the big gaping hole
So I may finally be once again whole
In your heart
Is where I belong
My friend
My friend
The memories still simmer
My friend
My friend
Do you remember
The Friend in Me
Once you have known
Just like season
People come and go
With their own reasons
For their own benefits
Breaking or making you
Time unveil it all.
Some reminisce
Others resent
Many splatter tears
Some tears of joy
Others tears of bittersweet
Depends on your review.
The best way to reminisce
Is to do without resentment
Not being attached to the past
Beautiful or awful events
They are the artist of life
Sharpening our attitude and behavior.
Sometimes when I go about my day
The wind sweeps up your scent
And presents it to me
Making me stop as I recover from the melancholy
Of having never fully let go.
I've always loved to read
I picked it up to drown everything out
I let my mind wander to new lands
while they revelled in my silence
I've always longed to be a part of something
when I learnt that I was the odd one out
I planned what I would say
once they could finally see me
Now I fear to hold on to the hope
that my world is only temporary
that I'll be perceived
that I am real
Casting my mind back many a year
To childhood days spent catching bees
Those long gone memories do bring a tear
Playing with friends in the summer breeze
A simple jam jar, air holes pierced in the lid
Laden with clover and blades of green grass
To catch a bumblebee, shear delight for a kid
Observing him carefully through the transparent glass
Like little scientists we named differing species
Terminology I can still recall to this day
What a pleasure it is to remember these
Adventure along the hills was our kind of play
It saddens me today to see young minds so numbed
Lush fields of green devoured and disappeared
To technology, children have now succumbed
Our beautiful world has been commandeered
Whilst walking upon a small meadow of green
I spotted a young boy with a glass jar in his hand
My eyes were aghast at what I’d just seen
It seems there’s still hope upon the land
I watched from afar as he examined his catch closely
Suddenly releasing him and away he did fly
With a loving smile, the boy waved him off joyfully
As I meandered off into the distance, wiping a tear from my eye
Welcome
Dear doggy friend
Where are you now?
It's been a while
I miss you, how
So loyal and cheery
All the time
You'd never moan
Or whinge or whine
(well maybe a little)
That tail of yours
Would always send
A signal, so every heart
Would mend
You loved your food
Your walks and scratches
Your presence such
No human matches
I miss that chin
Upon my lap
Attentive to my
Human lack
I miss that crazy
Mad half hour
To save our faces
Turning sour
I miss you barking
At the waves
I miss that welcome
Every human craves
I miss the fetching
And the fun
I miss those moments
Every one
So when my time
On Earth is done
And heaven calls
This wayward son
As gates swing wide
Your face, a bone;
There's none I'd rather have
To welcome home
Jinjagoliath
27th May 2023
this old man’s eyes fail to gather her stardust but feel all the glitter
04.16.2023
I dreamt of you
Just us two
Praying, fasting, climbing, as
Chambers of my heart stayed aglow -
Soaked in serenity,
Vulnerable, yet I was hoping for the clearing.
I dreamt of you
California's Long Beach once more comes to mind
As pie unsavory, but now I'm awake, like
New York's break of day so holy
Manhattan West Side kept me alive,
All white reigned supremely pure, as
Black of night with dreams galore.
I dreamt of you
Watched, waited, prayed
Eclectic music reminds me of you
Early rising, too
I'd lay me early to rest, while
Faith blossomed like spring flowers.
*
It's funny the simple pleasures recounted in life
all manner of wonders reminisced I'll miss most..
though list grows shorter with each passing day
thoughts align in proper time as desires sway
storm bent trees, sunsets, a child's laughter,
and chicken salad on toast.
To be true others may find want of finer things.
fancying first class flight or latest in 'lectric cars,
refined tastes in Nanterre brioche or imported caviars
yet never replace good company a heart brings.
As winter closes, and spring finds its way home,
eternally grateful for all new pleasures won
give thanks warm day's return in rising and setting sun
yet alone, to bygone days my thoughts may roam.
Yeah, there'll always be chicken salad and sunsets..
perhaps a slice of keylime pie or two.
When I look back to a wonderful past,
what I'll miss most
is you.
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