Through The Cracked Window (Revisited)
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Do you know the way?
No, I am as lost as you
Do you have a map?
Just the one that I drew
We can travel a while
To see where it leads
The company is nice
We can plant some seeds
Take my hand for a while
Watching as the sun sets
There is not much to say
I am glad that we have met
Stoic Poetry
A mouse once bit me
And we sat and talked
“It is in my nature to bite”
So we parted ways
A snapping turtle once bit me
And we sat and talked
“I can do no other by nature”
So we parted ways
A bear once charged me
We sat and talked
“It is my nature to charge”
So we parted ways
I met a friend who was kind
We sat down and talked
“It is in my nature to love”
We have never parted ways.
Stoic Poetry
If we were vampires, death would be a joke
We’d go out during the night as we awoke
And laugh at the other lovers and their plans
I would walk through time and hold your hand
Maybe time running out is the greatest gift
I’ll work hard till I reach the end of my shift
And give you every second that I can find
And hope neither of us gets left behind
Stoic Poetry
It’s not the long flowing tresses of your hair
Or the light reflecting off of your skin so fair
The fragile heart you protected for so long
Or the mercy in your sense of right and wrong
It’s not your hand searching slow in the dark
Or your nails bleeding love’s watermark
It’s not the way you could talk me off the roof
Your questions like directions to the truth
It’s knowing that this can go on forever
Neither of us will spend time alone, ever
But one day we will be old and grey
Far in the future, for now, so far away
Stoic Poetry
I’m not afraid of dying
There’s too much to miss in life
But I can’t begin to even imagine
You not by my side
I’m not afraid of tomorrow
Tomorrow, I’m afraid, will change
And if we’re obsessed by counting each hour
What’s left of today?
Stoic Poetry
We walk both sides of every street
Through every storm and every doubt
But that was never our defeat
As long as we travelled the same route
So there’s no need for turning back
Because all roads lead to where we stand
And I believe we’ll walk them all
No matter what we may have planned
Stoic Poetry
As a late blooming Dahlia
You gleamed, iridescent glory
Soft mist upon upturned petals
Beckoning, impossible to ignore
I could not, I did not
Together as one we stayed
Untouchable in our world
Dark storms brooding, we rode
Unbridled, beyond time and pain
As all things, seasons will change
The early chill became the cold of dawn
At first the slow wilt left unnoticed
The nights freeze pulling us together
As two become one for all time
For now we sleep, to dream of spring
Stoic Poetry
All the airy nothings you thought,
would never hold your weight
The sense of beckoning newness,Â
the lightness of air
And you, in that miracle hour afraid,
only in some inward partÂ
Whose hand you have already taken,
now pulling him on
Walking together toward the sun,
to the top of the road
A single silhouette in the beckoning sky
together you and I
Stoic Poetry
Am I so lost?
Feeling that something is seriously out of place
So out of touch?
With people around yet no one sees my face
Are you my friend?
Reach out and simply take me by the hand
Are we so alone?
No longer, now as friends we will stand
Stoic Poetry
(Maggie)
Your breath to my heartÂ
Life flows once moreÂ
Your words resonateÂ
Chords in this musical scoreÂ
Your soul soft and pureÂ
Untainted by this worldÂ
Your lips forming wordsÂ
So long since heardÂ
Your dreams revealÂ
What I have seenÂ
Time given freelyÂ
Fulfil my dreamsÂ
Your hand held in mineÂ
Friend in heart and wordÂ
For you alone I writeÂ
Every thought unheardÂ
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 