Reflections on life

A plaque on a bench last remembrance in a beloved park

Sunset  and creatures of darkness   stir themselves  tonight will see  many poems written.

Slowly drifting across lunar landscape  shadow of home.

Fighting for peace  a paradox    unity or oppression  depends on perspective  or definition.

An empty shell lying forlorn on the sand  abandonned  my betrayal  is complete

Slowed by age  the old woman  slowed further by snow.

To be or not to be a question that hangs  in the stillness of time  groping for the answer  that eludes my grasp.