Friday, May 26, 2017

Save me but one "Omni'a"

                        Save me but one "Omni'a"

To feel all that was meant to be felt,
to dream what no one has yet to gleam
from that smile, that spell,
and all that which by my way was sent.
To share all that was meant to be shared,
in health and in that proverbial ill,
dared, or forever frozen,
hiding scared, and lullybied to nil.
To see all that was meant to see,
moments and epochs freed,
from light, from distance and from time,
where your colors are...but one rhyme, that is mine.
To wish all that was meant to be wished,
that is you, late in fate...my climb and my fall.
What is left to fear?
but the loss of one omni'a, that is "all."


Sunday, May 7, 2017

Purple Fate

                            Purple Fate

Stowed between this moment and the next,
I learned not to wait,
for this fading love, or that owed hate.
Come as you may,
for I forgot how to weigh,
this loaded stay, this pray,
and all along this faceless way.
Can you hear me,   
dear?
Will you, in a moment, in a year?
which you could not steer,
nor I, to be clear.
We're both here,
stowed, strode, and almost near.
Is it our fate?,
their broken promise?,
or just us,
not knowing,
how to be little,
or great.