Tag: seasons
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Temporary Stay
Our postponement has expired. I was hoping for more time. The morning sky cannot hide the truth. I see the warning buried beneath the horizon, preventing the sun from rising.
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Hordes of Havoc
My life traverses a weary circle; a hollow atmosphere pollutes the seasons. Experience has lost its meaning. My famished darkness, tempted by the bloated hordes of havoc. Provoking this quiet wrath. Everything is uncertain. My days end writing my acquaintance, Death, a letter; the pages heft with regret
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September 17, 2022
Temperatures are no longer in triple digits; Fall weather is approaching. I heard from a former co-worker today. More people left that company, and senior management fired one of the managers. It sounds like the environment is getting worse. I avoided the question about my plant; it died two months ago. I didn’t have the…
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September 7, 2022
Two weeks away from the Autumnal Equinox, the first day of Autumn. Everything starts to age and whither. I’m ready for the year to end; maybe one year, I’ll stop saying that. I’m putting my “future” plans on hold for the moment. I am starting to downsize and get rid of things with no value.…
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September 4, 2022
It’s a three-day weekend. Saturday went by quickly. I watched Clash at the Castle, a World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) Premium Live Event, which was very entertaining. We spent the day with Jaxx, who is getting comfortable with his new home. Today is the end of a week-long excessive heat warning. Tomorrow is the unofficial end…
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In the Valley
This valley is void of life. My days are wasted and my nights are restless. I’m bankrupt because of good deeds. My thoughts gathered in an empty space. The shadows tell me there’s no reason to be here.
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The Void
From the equinox through the solstice, I’ve watched the passing of each new moon. So much of my time spent in darkness. I don’t know what to think anymore. It’s a disturbing notion. The abortion of love and compassion gives life to relentless greed. I watched the death of strangers and felt the weight of…
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Waning into the Night
It’s been a long time; people come and go with ease. With each new acquaintance, I find a piece of familiarity to the one no longer around. The world has become stale these days. I lost my best friend five years ago; I am still coping with the loss, hard to believe. Love slowly diminishes;…
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Dark Times
Voodoo ebb and flow; Summer setting on the horizon. My fancy white linen crumples to a dirty gray mound. Wicked vibes are rippling. The days are getting shorter; I can feel the chill of darkness behind me. Another spell is cast. Night is expected and still disturbing.
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Vagabond
There is an emptiness, I can’t explain. An old man who lost his optimism and now covered in disdain. I’m a vagabond seeking refuge. I don’t know where I belong; I want to go home.
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Circular Reference
Ecclesiastes 1:9 says that “there is nothing new under the sun.” Everything we experience has allegedly happened before—a very relatable notion in my life—the sense of deja vu having a new meaning. I think about the moments and conversations—the cycle of seasons and routines. However, I am stuck in the proverbial loop. People, places, and…
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20-20
I watched the dawn with optimism — my hope for sunny days laid out in my dreams. I can feel my spirit contradict my desires because the world’s touch is abrasive. The wounds have blurred my vision. The Winter took its toll, but the groundhog predicted an early Spring.
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Settled
Another sunset, the final seconds fading on this journey of exploration. The trials and errors of experimenting with people’s opinions; the proverbial setup for failure. Decisions born from chaos. Trying times is an understatement. I believed the things I’ve seen. I trusted the stuff I’ve heard. My mind dismantled; my heart ripped to shreds. The…
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Darkest Hour
Night seems Eternal. Waiting no Longer. Taking new Paths. Seeing the light. Comfort and Joy.
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Simple Finale
The thought of growing old in this world concerns me. This life of constant judgment and turmoil is not my Utopia. We are left with the maddening ways of an untoward generation. Life’s finale grows in complication. I wish for a simple ending; to reach my destination on this inward journey.
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Five-Oh
I have spent several months assessing and appraising the details of my life. The investment in the worthless, believing in good ideas. The consumate overachiever wanting to prove that I can get the job done. I constantly look back at the disappointing outcomes. A complication is begging for confrontation. Mental cues are receiving a miscommunication.…
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Regardless
Woke up to a cold Autumn morning; The sunrise was hours away. Sleep wanted me to stay in bed, Thoughts of the moment denied its desire. A routine that was unchanged For so many decades. Ideas to remove the insanity; Destiny is the antagonist toward my best laid plans.
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Mid-Way
I can’t believe that we are in the month of July. The year 2016 is a cluster of bad news and professional frustrations. Nothing is what it seems. The world is a very cruel place. I fell into a very strong pessimistic mindset, which is tainting my views on life. My time spent writing has diminished. This…
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