The Now
Breezes carressThe shallow parts
Of me.
Today I wake
And wonder
What I have
Dismayed.
What is it like
To fly again?
Not with a string
But just because
It's beautiful.
Come, my friends
My spirit guide
Not too slippery,
Or I'll slide.
Looking up
I see you wave
Wondering
In my dismay of
Feelings.
Where are they now?
Creaking as they
Know not how.
Filtering
The dirt, the bleak.
Blessings are not
What I seek.
Faithfully, I'm
Still at last.
Living in the now,
Not past.
6-27-09
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.