is there something missing…

is there something missing

have you found
your
dried tears
or
have they been
caught up
in the winds
of
time
circling
above
your tomorrows
but
falling
today
to blind you
like
an ocean fog
to
where
you are
or
could be

personal assessment…

personal assessment

staring
at
the bottom line
a developing
life
pauses
followed
by
the
usual questions
regarding
purposes
paths taken
and
numerous scenarios
of
what
“ifs”
none
serving
any real purpose
just
a
preprogrammed
academic exercise
like following
a clearly marked path
to
the edge
of
a cliff

what you dreamed…

what you dreamed

have
you seen
the last star
it fades
from view
beyond
promises
unkept by prayers
count its
last lights
glimmers
gone now
like your words
words heard
but
never done
count
the last heartbeats
of
the star

the grand affair with life….

digital decoupage cwmartin 2012

we all
ran toward
the precipice
as fast as
we could
laughing
and
ignoring
the passage
of day into night
we
with our
peter pan syndrome
flew through the years
fighting pirates
and
slaying
corporate dragons
to fill our treasure chest
discussing
occasionally
over
glasses of fine wine
the true
purpose of life
realizing
all too late
about our final fate
and
when we tried
to slow
our momentum
we found
that our pace
despite
all our efforts
continued
to increase
nothing
we did
could slow
the inertia
to our
final
resting
place