Culture

the Rustic toiling

alongside th’ Embellish’d

molds a Way of Life

Passion Key (from the Time Capsule)

fronds of amethyst spellbound
by a fragrance from heaven

whins of sapphire tittering
on a clear night

tendrils of turquoise in song
to a warm heart

the ruby of a rainbow the star
of a summer’s rain

it is You

Addiction

desperation

for a whole minute
no ringtones

no voices to hear
no texts to read
no one’s answering

somehow
he must at least
try to speak to himself
his fix to satisfy

while his mind
grins and whispers
“Do you hear yourself?
Do you see yourself?”

Farewell, 2020

Her final blink
a blend with nightfall
now another dream
in Time’s family plot

how will Her nursling
prevail
to childhood
to elderhood
thru obscurity forthcoming?