Thursday, Friday-eve
I can feel the weekend’s breath
So close, yet not yet.
Tag: life
Forgotten Tomorrow
Into the edge
Of the forgotten tomorrow.
Faster than the
Flights of dreams.
Come my heart.
More powerful than
This vacant, dusty
Fantasy. Enrichment
Filled senses
Collapse into
Mindlessness.
Tuesday
This week continues
Finish yesterday’s missed stuff.
Little creation.
Monday
Now begins this week
Laden with much potential
Awaiting the seizing
Strength
I shall explore life
It shall implode within me
Now only myself
Thursday
I sit, awaiting
The unique joy of week’s end
Such tranquility
Renewal
Blossoms bursting forth
Another awakening
The sleepers awake
Mortality
Our mortality
Brutally enforced mandate
The demands of time
Oblivion’s Edge
Staring over oblivion’s edge
Ancient dreams echo back
Taunting me from the mists,
Warbling amongst fir and cedar
Known, yet unseen, untouched.
Once the sun awakens and life’s
Raucous, boisterous clamor
Silences the challenge, peace
Returns.
What is it to age?
Years go past, as they’re want to do.
I shall not despair time’s price.
Yet, though I may age, I refuse to whither,
And not go quietly into the goodnight.
No, I shall boisterously proclaim
My presence, embracing the love
Surrounding me. Grasping the
Blessedness of existence, of life.
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 