May 24, 2918

May 24, 2918

What will that day like?

Beyond my imagining

So far forward 

Where my name 

Will have faded 

Into the realm of dreams 

This notion brought about 

By my misplaced fingers 


Memories Unbidden 

Edvard Munch's
Edvard Munch’s “Melancholy”

Memories come

Ghosts of my youth
Painful moments

Choices I’ve made
But not understood

There’s wisdom there
Not just misery

Forgive the boy
That I was

And see inside
My heart

Now I understand
My internalized mind

Echoes of fears and failures
This early spring morn