A trip

The White Ship

will set its sail

to take us to the lands

that lay ahead.

The golden shores

of eternal bliss,

the silver cities

that never sleep.

On the White Ship

time slowly flows

it does not pass;

it takes your woes

and drowns them deep,

in the clean waters

the White Ship sails

when it’s all over.

Finished on 07-21-2005

Comedy of life

I’ve lost what

I’d never found;

and now

in this very moment

Of truth

Of pain

Of loneliness despair stagefright

in the theater of life,

I realize that you

were not there.

You were not there.

You were not her.

The helping touch of

a hand that soothes

the truth,

the pain,

the loneliness despair stagefright

in this comedy of a life

of mine.

Finished on 05-05-2003