Symmetrical Line

Photo provided by Creative Commons "Parked and Lined" by Elfonse

I'm sittin here in symmetrical time
waiting as though suspended on a line.

At the click of the clock the minutes dance past
tick tock.

More than four centuries ago
others stood in my place
waiting for time to flow.

As I sit in this place
life passes by like a race.

The stars all aligned in the sky
while silent souls wish to fly.

Oh what a historical night
that I am here to witness this sight.

S. © 2/2/2002 20:02

If Only In Human Hearts

Photo by David Singleton South Bank Twilight Mirage

The artist seeks
eschalants
of disguise,

and if becoming vapouress
were possible

there would
never be a need for
evading eyes.

Parading chaotically
in his upper chamber,
the artist seeks
idyllic intelligences
of
many mirages
which seldom
co-exist in
human hearts.

S. © July 1, 1993

Faces Pass By As Histories

Photo (with permission) "Bounty" by Nigel Inglis

Finding my journey
on the silent road of life,
people's faces
pass by as histories
I have seen
and walked.

The knowledge
on my closet
door lays hidden
like a soft cloth
worn from use.

Secretely I play
games as though
dancing internally
to the rhythms
of spirit, self, soul.

My candle inside
could light up
the stars in the sky.

Meteors collide, I breathe
your name.

S. © October 17, 2000 3:30pm

How Humanity Lives Like Lions

Photo by Colin Gregory Palmer 2005-07-10 - United Kingdom - England - London - Edith Cavell - Humanity - Pigeon


I
wearily wonder,
how humanity
lives like,
lions
maliciously monopolizing
MATERIALISM.


Meanwhile,
their tenacious
hungry hearts,
lie lonely
inward
sequacious silence.


Primitive people,
never nuturing
their timely
habitual happiness.

S. © July 7, 1992

Written on a barge on the Essequibo River, Guyana

Destined For Greatness

Photo (with permission)"Bubblelicous" by Randy

I shocked, heartfelt sick
that you could scarcely hold me
breathing vapours of sadness
I wondered if you existed at all.

Caught up in your egos
and merrygoround world,
I was just a stop gap on your tour bus of life
Destined for greatness, I soar on.

S. ©9/26/06 12:33a.m.