Tag Archives: A life in poems

Eyes that can see
Eyes that are seen…

The thoughts of a rock
Now buried in sand…

Will this wash away
When it can’t be sustained…

Hands held in moonlight
Resting on the ground that they warm…

To live with pain
And not to suffer…

Like ants on a hill
They looked for an entrance…

Smiling when they have to
Laughing when asked to…

The perfect weather
To burn together…

Carbonated excess
Blasts
From the aluminum grenade…

The world he created
All cold and gold…