Awesome

Look around you and tell me
where do you see devotion
is it truly in your own heart
can it reside in the breast of the disinterested
I know someone that no matter how the reins get tangled
he keeps the team in hand
where there is a bend in the road
he anticipates the possibilities
he vaults the turnstile stares down the clocks
he need not vent his spleen
for that was done for him
all the while
ever your friend
ever your lover
ever your brother
ever the man

Happenchance

A ginger morning
aglow in parabolic radiance
a dash of happenchance behind a smile
why ponder images behind glass
when the sylph is in the garden

Sometimes love is a slender truth
played in a minor key
danced in shadows whispered in mist
but when the spice is loosed
and the soul is given to the poets
then the heart is truly free