This Too Crowded Island
This too crowded islandDrains meCold wind, cold rain, cold peopleChill meSadden meMake meHomeless in my own homeTake meOn dark, dark […]
Loneliness
I am the tree the forest forgot
I am the tree the forest forgotNeither flowering nor fruitingForever failing and forlornNever reaching heavenwardBut stunted standingSuffocating in shadow and
I walk a lonely path
From nothing I cameAnd to nothing will I returnBetween these an eternal agony of existingBearing me onwardTowards oblivionA nobody I
For Many Years Have I
For many years have IAlone wanderedOn the uneven pathOf my lifeWhile the darkness devoured meAnd my fears assailed meAnd my
She sits there opposite me
She sits there opposite meIn that old chair of hersKnitting those strange shapes she madeToys, animals, useful thingsSo many –
Winter Sunrise
Winter sunriseSalmon vapoured cloudsIn beryl sky swimGeese flyingIn playful arrowed formPass over meMy footfallOn iced grass remainsA lonely path By
Awkward comes the day
Awkward comes the dayWhen we must partAnd on our lonely pathsWeary journey forth
I Scream To The Wind
I scream to the windThat blows through forestAnd grass and meI scream to the windThat howls and cutsIce cold, hoar
