Bench

Seek and ye
shall find go
forth and conquer
but what about
us who prefer
to sit on
a bench and
watch the sunset
or children play
or listen to
the song of
laughter from faraway

Blessed

My one hope 
for all those
who’ve left my
side is that
they each will
find their own
brand of peace
and happiness and
if they don’t
then at least
they will continue
to find courage
to persist their
pursuit of it

Already

Just how long
is one’s forever
when so much
ever has already
and what can
one even promise
that hasn’t already
been proven just
how many more
of the what’s
and when’s remain
do we make
things anew or
do we use
an eraser and
desperately try to
rub out mistakes
in order to
change the answers

Dreams

Dreams don’t happen 
they sprout and
spread and bloom
once gained their
blossoms are gathered
into beautiful bouquets
tied with ribbons
given to others
but first seed
a wish for
that and then

Fight

Do I 
don’t I
I’m scales
of justice
weighing hope
on one
tray expectancy
on the
other disappointment
and each
suitor steps
forward for
his weigh-in
it’s gotta
be a
fair fight
after all