Your Kindness Neo’s

You are forever so kind
all hearts swell
when all are read
what will happen
when all is lost in the pages of NEO
out from the distant heaven …
all will see …
my Lords who still read

Many have forgotten the harp string …
when they could in hearts, a bell ring…
and
read what was composed with abandon ….
many poets still do it though
but seldom …..

let’s walk the walk of time…
as lonely strangers …
not like dogs
in lonely mangers….

Under the soft knell
of ships bells

under the tick tick heart
of backroom clocks

you will find in there
the quietest of hells

where slow-slow reality
grinds to stop

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here is the gallery
of those time-damned

ideas that flooded
and filled head piece

year upon year framed up
in guilt relief

grief upon grief
painted here then stuck

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true, but solace and silence
and beauty too

You can hear the trolley wheels
squeak, overladen with books

At dusk in the glimmer of light, that shines through the East Texas pines
I stand still aware of a whisper from an opening that allows the dying light to enter.
Who are you, I ask, while a million
electric needles pierce my arms.

“I am the light that delivers last warm ray on the first day of summer, and sole proprietor of the sun, holder of humankind’s destiny.
Don’t you know that like this flickering fading light,
In a minute, life will be over and you will have
no memory of the darkness closing in.

I Stood in fresh anticipation when
the early wind set out to flirt and tease;
she mussed my hair, fetched scent of dew, and then
my lungs were filled, kissed by a bracing breeze.
At last the blazing, crimson gleam appeared,
the underside of azure clouds were sprayed;
my heart aglow as now the dawning neared,
then amber shafts split faery haze and played.