Startled and Died

My will to push myBoundry is slowly dying.I only desire to lie backAnd be one more additive,A catalyst, to anEquation I no longerUnderstand. My arms are heavy withThe load I've drawn andLifted. My muscles are taut andThick,But without intent.My gaze, Intelligent,But without hope. A loaded dice rolledA Thirty something whileI argued about myChildhood's faults. When …

A Wedding Gift

From morning freshnessTo the sleepy nights,From the angsty teenTo the old and wise. It took its timeTo reach the end,It went through Knells and bogs and glades and glens. From naughty and young asThe lovers lived,From the seriousPains that the ages built. All to the end the wearyTravellers rests,At last at Home withTheir beloved best. …