I sold
your picture
today.
It only cost
the Devil
my soul.
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Tag Archives: short poem
abstraction
love has no leave
we fly down in velvet dreams
and thirst with the sky under brilliant song
living out of wild bodied trees
The Journey
I refuse to let death be my life,
for it is the only one that I have;
I’ll not worry about the end of my path,
it will come soon enough,
and getting there is the fun part.
scars
death of expression
I am not my words
but they are all
I have left of me.
nostalgia
right now
is passing me by
because I’m stuck in yesterday
waiting for a word never uttered
and a future that cannot be
Epitaph
Time gives way to the timeless
Life gives way to death
Form gives way to the formless
Motion gives way to rest
Weep not for me at my passing
Mourn not that I finally sleep
For death is no more than a passage
From time to eternity
