hodman Posted March 12, 2007 Neither here nor there, Nowhere in particular but a place of my own making Caught in between suspended as I am, not quite belonging anywhere The old and the new both strange and not a little foreign Feeling my way forward, in this darkness that engulfs Not daring to ask for the acute fear of chastisement Yet not wanting to plod on lest I lose my way more Wherein lies the guidance, the window to the light beyond? Sweetness lies in the memories of innocence Of a time long gone, when the world was a looking glass Clear of all confusion and beauty at every turn… Days filled with sunlight and fragrant trees galore When after a morning filled with laughter and the charming stories of ayeeyo It was time for siesta to later wake refreshed A time of no restrictions…a time of free imagination A time of firm belief, that everything is as it is No guile no evil no fear and no suspicion In moments like these my solace is in my pen Of its own accord as it glides to ease the strain within Momentarily back in time…chasing butterflies once again Carefree and light of step knowing that hooyo is always there Incase a question troubled or a thorn pricked my heel Relief is thus mine in the magic of mine ink Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
