Friday, July 27, 2018

DWINDLING, a poem




Another classmate has gone
a heavenly call from God
or sickly old age
no big difference
now we are dwindling

Yes we were young once
athletic bodies
and such pretty girls
happy were those days
now we are dwindling

What awaits all of us
a chemicalized corpse
in a concrete box
or scattered ashes
an unfettered soul

Friday, July 20, 2018

QUIET REVELS, a poem




Smiling she steps through
my memory’s door
a slender young woman
bursting with happiness
filling my life with laughter

After three months overseas
she rushes towards me
across Kennedy airport
so stunningly beautiful
filling my life with laughter

In the sundown
of ending age
joyful memories
are quiet revels
filling my life with laughter