Sunday, April 19, 2009

A Poem

The Lonely Light

The lonely light does not illuminate;
it calmly marks a place
where we will only just observe
a nail in time and space.

The wheels that move us past it
have no thought for human grace;
so in that moment we must imagine,
or it will not have a face.

We may spend days remembering
what we might have seen at night.
Was there love and purpose there,
or just a lonely light?

Sunday, April 12, 2009

The Missing Man Blog

I have been absent from blogging for almost 2 months and I feel bad about it, but there is a reason. I used to sit in the living room with my laptop and create these things over a long period of time, then the laptop busted and now I rarely go online, except to pay bills. I resolve to change that but it will be easier when the In-laws go back to Tennessee. I will sure miss them, they provided some much needed relief from my usual humdrum day; at the same time they added some expectations for what used to be my free time, and that also has kept me away from the keyboard. They leave in 3 days, and I'm sure I'll have the departure blues. Good thing that always passes and i can get back to routine.