In This Magic ...(+1)

The older

I get

the simpler

it seems

Each day

growing freer

divorced from

my dreams

Each year

brings the seasons

of Summer

through Spring

And months

in transition

new changes

they bring

The answers

I chased for

those questions

I asked

Rest quietly

dormant

in the future

and past

As time

now a mistress

no longer

a wife

My world’s

come full circle

in this magic

— called life

(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)

Rhymes From The Nursery (#1)

I had

all the wealth

And I had

all the fame

I had all

the glamour

One life

could contain

I had

all the friends

And I had

all the foes

That now sit

as equals

On the end

of my nose

I had

all these things

But one message

rings true

To have

and to hold

Is but folly

— adieu

(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)