Healing Wounds

Healing Wounds


Do you see that knife
in my back?
Let it stay there
to stem the flow
of a river of blood
crimson red
dead red the blow
dealt at the hands of a friend.

Is seek I seek a healing
give me the bissy kola nut
to stem the tie of this feeling
of dying.

In the curls and twirls of these words
I find a home
to perch and wait out the storms
while I recover...

Out of breath now
I grasp
a leaf of life
to stop slipping 
in my own gore. 
The escape I see is crowded now
other souls that seek relief.
In a ball I wait my turn,
In
and out 
out and in 
to keep out the dim
tide.

Reversal of Fortune

Reversal of Fortunes


That puffed peacock 
bold, brash and confidently wrong - 
Now nestled in comfortably among the donkeys.

Reversal of fortunes knows humility.

Tears of regret now echo
replaced by unabashed merriment.

Reversal of fortunes - 
a serious matter indeed.

A wealth of knowledge once prized
when it is seen clearly -
now a cesspool of folly.

Reversal of fortunes brings decay into sharp focus.

The forever youngs parade no more,
where plastic cannot hide the time,
the ugliness seeps through the cracks.

Reversal of fortune - 
beauty has no sway.

Where strength and grit was the order of the day,
now frailty and faintness have made themselves at home.

Reversal of fortunes - 
where power turns to dust.

When you think you have figured it out
life suddenly proves to you how misinformed you are.

Reversal of fortunes - 
a lifelong lesson...