"songs to aging children"*
did i run
so long the road
where silence walked
we only talked of tomorrow
no place
or hand
to rest our sorrows
waterfall rain
cleans the stains
left by memories ancient
nameless naked bodies astir
open stage
where the jester dares
dance unridden
sorrow's curtain wind blown
children dancing
dancing till the night
falls black as sleep
what does it mean
not to believe
not to bleed
not to concede
silent jester
written pages
words unfurled
to see
beyond silence
to believe in
"songs to aging children"*
By opening up the past through other eyes so is freedom to open the future. the future exists till one dies, when your eyes allow. Two old friends reminded me.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
Ron