“Life lived, helps put ink in the pen. Experience, sadness, joy, death; these are all but different colored inks to help you write a tale or two.”_Thus_Spoke_Ghostnutstra_02_21_2018
Photo courtesy of Evangeline Vickery
Standing on disparate feet.
humming a song,
a stranger, the first I should meet.
“Where are you going?”
“I’ve no way of knowing.”
“Did you know, you have on two different shoes?”
“I sure didn’t notice.”
“You should channel your focus.”
“Thanks, next time I sure will.”
No longer a stranger,
I’m willing to wager,
as I continue humming a song.
Leaving one for the other
I’ll meet his twin brother.
And find a pair of shoes,
That will match this one.
• Inspired by E. Vickery photo
“Tending To My Disappointment”
Tending to my disappointment,
tends to build resentment.
Like true lies,
far, far, back.
out the back,
of a used hatchback.
My conscience becomes a stowaway,
accountability thrown away.
Forever, indebted to wrongly attributed superlatives.
Do not forgive a spurious gesture.
always sells you,
gilded gifts and promised pleasure,
but, leaves you concrete pains.
The flames of fear,
until there is nothing left but dismally disappointing ashes.