Time Is A Feline

Feline,
A carnivore
Is red fanged tiger time.
Sated beast, feasting on my years,
My age.

(A Cinquain)

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How Often

How often do I think of you?
How many hours in the day?
My thoughts of you come impromptu,
Which tantalize then, fade away.

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To Ponder

I wonder what my life would be,
Without you and our memories.
I have not the ability
To ponder such absurdities.

(A Quatrain)

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Wake Within Your Dreams

Wake within your dreams
For there lies reality.
Living the unlived
Makes real your aspirations.
All things are dreams beginning.

(A Tanka)

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Within My Heart

Within my heart there lies a place,
Where you, a living memory,
Reside with all your pleasing grace,
And shall through out eternity.

(A Quartrain)

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After

How empty after Christmas day,
When children leave our house for home.
Their absences after holiday,
Has left our house a catacomb.

(A Quatrain)

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A Strong Weaving

Some lives are made with burlap string,
Some lives are spun with silken thread,
But you wove mine a strong weaving,
From strands of pounded gold instead.

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You Ask

You ask how deep does my love lie for you.
There is no human measurement to test.
An inch, a foot, a yard, a mile? It grew
To depths, to heights, too vast to be assessed.

(A Quatrain)

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Silence

Immersed
In the mist of unknowing;
An unknowing of that which I know;
Empty of all thought,
I am aware of the all of nothingness.
The abyss of my being fills with
Sacred Silence.
Enveloped in the darkness of light;
Reposing in its marvel,
I Am.

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My Wife, In Love and Caring

Those deep etched lines upon her face
Have been incised by love and caring.
I touch her cheek, my fingers trace
Those deep etched lines upon her face,
Which manifest her selfless grace;
Her gift of years. I stand declaring,
Those deep etched lines upon her face
Have been incised by love and caring.

(A Triolet)

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