I Declare, That What I Do
And What I Want To Do, Are Not,
Alas What I Say And Do,
Are Often On Parallel Lines
Not Due To Meet

I Fear,
Sometimes My Dear,
That What I Say
And Declare, Is Ofen
What You Would Want To Hear

A Kneeling Sun Sinks,
Echoing, Rays Winking Out
Snuffed, Beyond The Horizon
Eden Of Light Disappearing From My Sight
Where Do You Go.

In Facr We Know
It Is Us And Not The Sun,
That Comes Up And Goes Down
It’s We Who Rise And Set

Tomorrow Is Another Day,
Soon It Will Come
And Then,
It Will Pass,

Time Is Linear,
Memory The Past
Circular And Moving
The Vector Through Which

Riding Down From Oslo
On The Road To Peace,
The Seven Year Journey
Fell Apart,

From Greed And Deciet,
Eager To Best Each Other,
And Jousting To Unseat,
Lost The Vision

In Between Is A State Of Being,
Neither First Nor Last, Top Or Bottom
Whose Situation, Is Not Before Or After,
There Is A Security In Numbers,

Easier To Disappear, Vanish Or Hide
Neither Distinguished Nor Ignominious
Remembered Or Forgot,
Heroes Of Accomplishment Or Failure,

Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned’
Constancy Cannot Withstand Her Perseverence,
Repartee Has No Bearng Or Recourse
When Confronted,
With Loquaciousness And Chatter

There Is No Matter, That Can Be Penetrated
Or Subject That Is Immune Or Sacred
Excused From Scrutiny And Attack
By Her Gentle Nature,
Better Surrender, When Her Mind Is Made Up

Multi-Cutured, Muti-Colored, Multi-Media
Multi This Or That,
What Ever Happened To One Of A Kind
Both Proud And Unique
With Integrity Of Its Sort,

Did It Die Of Envy And Jealousy
Suffering From Critics
Became Depressed And Distraught
Unique In Its Oneness,
Slayed By Critical Onslaught

A Pause, Happens In Nature To Signify,
An Equilibrium, An Interim,
No Choice Is Made. No Action Taken
All Is In Tandem, An Interval Of Time

Sanctuary Of Momentary,
Both Precedes A Decision And Follows The Outcome
Allows For Recess, To Assess, Evaluate
And Think

Come Walk With Me
Into The Valley Of Life
Stroll Down Memory Lane
Come Hold My Hand,

We’ll Rove All Over
This Great Land,
Gaze At The Orange Hue
Sunshine Dew

How Many Emotions
Make Up For Each Notion,
How Many Notions Enhance
Other Emotions.

From Acorns Of Senses
Great Oaks Take Root,
Rise Into The Heavens
Laden With Branches Of Feelings,