What fell

from the shelf

Onto the floor

Of

Nevermore

Oh..amI reeling unto and into

the times lost amongst

us

All I say

Tis

A another brilliant day and

to that end

is the dread that

Will always END!!

Yesterday came and went

Like a great rail train spewing smoke in vent

You were 4

I was 2

We fought like mad man

Until

The night flew

And then it was 5 and 8 and beyond

Our lives as brothers were lost, oh, lost for all

And now I think and say this my brother

Without our scraps and scrapes to one another

I wouldn’t think

There was a another time

I would

Spend

That could be happier than that then

And now you sleep

For evermore

I guess I’ll soon too

Greet you in the great

Nevermore

Where ghosts of time

Hide beyond the lines

And there we, I hope we, thee

Will see one another

Another we’ll see

As if we were once

Just you and me

And there she was

A girl of girls

Wrapped in blue Jeans and flowing curls

Her father said; had I known better

I’d named her Tom

Instead of Stephanie

A tom-boy she was

And none better

Could pitch she could

Her grandad made sure

Hung out with all the boys

One especially she knew would

Malcolm he was

And to her mighty cute

The romance began

Where nothing else could

The years passed

Most were quick

One day she changed

From Tom to peanut butter

Because all the boys said

She made them feel like jelly

When she smiled at them. Oh brother!

Don’t worry Lass

Rest and awake

At your new place

Don’t worry Lass

I’ll take care of your lawn

Under the stars of your own

Where you’ll see your dreams

of when, and then….

That had come

and gone

….And now will take you

to where you are to go…

Don’t worry, dear

You’ll soon pass to a place held fast

Don’t worry Lass

And you’ll be around

In a new place

Still in all

Where you last held

Space

Don’t worry Lass

Don’t worry

Every minute lays awake

For times

Unsung, to make

Their break

Soar….

A shadow ran

Across my face

And left its mark

Without a trace, Except for

A line or two

Of years denied

But also suffered through

In that lane

Of remorseful purposes 

Hide times

So lost before us…

And what about you? 

1st to last be such a trip,

A wild ride through memories flip,

But then you see we arrive at the door

At which we pass-through,

To never more!

Does it matter much?

Or matter not!

The trail we leave, or weave if you will,

Is for those who admire

And think of you well…

So there your life sits…

On Eternity’s… shelf!

Awaiting reuse Muahahahah….

By someone else???

May the forces of all that are gentle,

Powerful and

Heavenly, be with you….

There’s an old story

Out there,

That speaks of love

Almost anywhere

So, to know it one must say!

There’s love and that everyday…

But there’s loving,

And being in love!

And that ain’t sayin

They’re, the same….

I tread on land not mine

My lungs fill with air paid for by death of hero’s

My eyes see what is left to me by those who have lost their

Visions, free

My ears hear the faint calls, of soldier’s painful deathly-fall

And

Today

All I see

All I hear

All my feet touch

Is land covered by those who all

Think of self

And not of why

They can do the absurd

Because of those who have died for them to be free

Heaven hold the soldier who fought so bold

And give them life

In a new world earned

With no more strife