Lines to live by....
Reflections of my life
A veil of tears
Affairs of the heart
My journey I
My journey II
The other side of me.......
Do not change me
condemn me
nor put me down
Accept me for what I am...
Like you, perhaps, I sometimes fail to cross
The silent borders of another's thought
The lover counting anxious hours of loss,
A cripple's smiling mask, a child distraught.
Like you, perhaps, I ask myself just why
do not outwit silence and employ
Quick strategies to smuggle deftly by
This small stash, this hoard of grief or joy.
To step beyond this impasse, you may say,
Would be to skirt mere resolution, free
The checkpoint and be gestured on that way
Wide open to a bold unsubtlety,
Not the fumbling stance sure to betray
A visaless barbarian like me.
(Akhurst Sheppey)
"You dont love a women because she is beutiful,
but she is beutiful bcause you love her."
