Echoes of the Inner Mind

Drowning Thoughts 

Frightening Bots 

Tightening knots 

Stretching cots 

Spending all the time alone 

Those who were together now gone 

New generations on the way being born 

Life troubling like a prickly thorn 

Feeling like Gambit is throwing cards 

Like Wolverine healing the scars 

Shielding your team like Captain America with a guard 

Ignored as if I was a Van Gogh's painting 

A talk with you without the match feeling 

It's as if I was buried living 

Are you doing the nitpicking 

Reading these lines for the hidden meaning 

Just fell asleep listening to Bach 

Looking and deciphering the mural and rock

Trying to be apart from the flock 

Wondering all about this at the dock 

While running around with the clock 

I am what John Clare writes in his Poems 

Loving someone dearly while still paying fines 

Innocent like Thomas Kennedy still noted in crimes 

Still putting in the correct places these rhymes 

Instead of getting my deserved dimes 

Looking patiently at the moving chimes 

Descendant Dusting Domains 

Remnant Rusting Remains 

Tenant Teaching Terrains 

Standing alone in the drenching rain 

Hiding the tears and pain 

Life feels like a lost gamble with nothing to gain 

Lonely like small stations where there is no stop for train

Feeling helpless like the farmer who looks at the ruined grain 

Looking at the cruel mirror nobody to blame 

Numb on the outside and inside feeling the same 

In love with Penelope feeling like Phillip Sidney 

My heart pumping out like a chimney 

Reading Natural History as if the Elder Pliny