Friday, January 31, 2014


As a child, with wide-eyed wonder
I listened to tales
Of bravery and adventure
And swore I'd do it all myself someday

But then I grew up
And forgot all my promises
Picked the safe path
And lived the same story every day

Now I am old and wrinkled
And have no tales to tell of my own
Only advice to give on my tombstone
I played it safe and died anyway.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Over-thinking it

A thousand scenarios

Things never work out
Quite as imagined

Monday, January 13, 2014


I nearly walk past her
A poor beggar girl.
She approaches me and tells me
So very respectfully

"Kind Miss, I have two little brothers
And nothing to feed them.
Won't you please spare some money
So I can buy them some bread?"

As she speaks I can see
Her features morphing into my own,
My dreams reflected in her eyes, but crushed.
An alternate universe. Does she see the same?

I look away - down at my hands,
Laden with things I do not need.
Heavier now, I put them down
And give her the money.

Naught have I done to earn a better life.
I have all that I need and could possibly want
When she has nothing.
And she knows that.

It's not fair.
How many times does she think it?
Perhaps she hasn't the time to.
She's too busy trying to stay alive.

Like too many others.

But what can one person do,
In the face of such despair?
Sometimes it's easier
To just not care.

Saturday, January 04, 2014


What wouldn't I give
to be someone else?
Anyone really
who isn't anything like me.

Then again, who's to say
that I must stay this way?
Perhaps instead of a body swap,
all I need is a new perspective.

I am not a constant.
I am not even the me I used to be.
I know I can change.
I will be the me I want to be.

I start today.