Poetry

All Things End All things end All things die There is no place Just moments in time Rebirth a consequence A passing of consciousness An ending, a beginning Connections cosmic And microcosmic Waveforms

May My Life Be Boring May my life be boring. May I wake in peace, may I feel nothing but gratitude for my existence. May I hear only birdsong, feel the wind in

Empty Pages Empty pages Staring back at me Leaves in the wind Catching the breeze Frozen: a moment in time Never wanting to forget The energy spent An ancient lament Give me ink

What’s that - And how They don’t know - You don’t see Always wrong - Always right Never show - Never know Weakness - Weakness Fear - Dare Never shed

The Link Waiting, waiting, contemplating Wasted time is so frustrating Look as though you’re concentrating Pretend to work, avoid a slating Code compiling, line by line Meanwhile, you’re just passing time