by john7 | Oct 14, 2011 | Odd Writings
When there is one call to wait forWhen there is a last place to liveWhen all else is an open doorThen I will learn how to give. But until then, I am afraidLife will be stronger than me. And where others choose to be braveI have no choice but to be free. That is the...
by john7 | Oct 14, 2011 | Odd Writings
We saw how beautiful life is–then it stopped.Then what?It just stopped?There’s gotta be something more–At least you’ d think.But then…what if not?Then, then…Nothing but what?A blue lake with water everywhereAnd trees and sky andAll...
by john7 | Oct 14, 2011 | Odd Writings
As I was thinking tonightThree thoughts came to mind.Then just like that I forgot about twoAnd the other thought just stood byFor a while– then just as it was ready,That last thought passed me by. So there I was was left with not a thought,Except that I had one...
by john7 | Oct 14, 2011 | Odd Writings
Maybe I die shortly.Maybe I die longly. Maybe I don’ t die at all.Maybe I just linger some while,Or just catapult to nowhere. Or maybe suddenly I see everythingvery clearly. The people, the animals, their friends–all of themAre suddenly free.To live, to...
by john7 | Oct 14, 2011 | Odd Writings
One last rosebefore the summer faltersBefore day turns to night.One last roseTo make my spirit light.One last rose to say:You are here to see;You are here to feel;You are here to smell;You are here.
