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The past might be relevant
but don't make it your point of reference:
the circumstances now aren't the same
the present is an entirely new game!
You asked me then
what I was waiting for
the truth is
I wasn't  sure

I was looking at the sea
from the shore
totally absorbed
an experience I never had before

such moments are rare
beyond what the mind can explore
the Zen of being in silence
with such mystery in store

and now I've grown
gray and old-- on the same shore
that past moment I can't re-capture
vanished is that wondrous sense of awe.
Ahhh!
A hoarse scream leaps from my body —
An ‘oral' stage clue;
A non-verbal prompting that my inner child is overwrought.
The endless stream of capitalist-driven sanctions
Force me into action.

Yet, I revolt --
And write
p o e t r y.
flesh became the silent cathedral
who whispers of bread.

the child's eyes
as black a veil as the Gaza night
have not tasted hope
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and the multitude of the thin, faces sallow,
ghost the empty cooking pots
that offer Lilies

when hunger falls heavy
the moment before a scream
the sorrow sparrows grieve
what hell waits softly with silent breath.

once upon a time in the Holyland
the earth forgot to morn
and silence wrote the ending.
tip toes to an imaginary line
drawn in the sand,
speaks in shadows,

tenderness, raw and sharp.

raised by wolves
she chews to the bone.

kiss the wind
my love is gone.
I marvel at Nature's wonders--
A rose's scent drifting on the breeze;
I welcome the birds and their warbled words . . .
But I'd rather have Love than these

While strolling the crimson forest
The wind ruffles the leaves of the trees
In their Autumn dress.  My, how they impress!
But I'd rather have Love than these

Puppies and kittens amuse me
As they playfully taunt and tease,
Or when a butterfly catches their eye . . .
(But I'd rather have Love than fleas!)

Snow falling gently at twilight
Helps put my distraught mind at ease;
And the first signs of Spring make my heart sing . . .
But . . . I'd rather have Love than these

For Love is more precious than diamonds,
Or all the pearls in Poseidon's trawl;
But Love's Crown Jewels go unnoticed by fools.
As for me, I choose Love above all!
I know your name
And you sure know mine.
Two hearts together
Forged by the pain of time.

I know many names
But yours is engraved
In my mind
Where all other faces
Fade and you are mine.

She stays the same
Like every dawning.
Her name cannot
Change like every night.

And at the slightest
Change at our fingertips
We share the pain
And the loneliness lifts...
She knows my name.

I said, "I do" but you know
I had no heart of gold.
You said, "I do" and you did,
But I left you in the cold.

But now together you & me
And those two other hearts
Sail sweet pains ocean
But let us never drift apart.

Sometimes I don't know
Where I belong--
You know how lonely
I feel.

But life like the seas
Ebb & flow;
The answer's found
Where I kneel.

Where I kneel.

I know your name
And you sure know mine.
Two hearts together
Forged by the pain of time.

I know many names
But yours is engraved
In my mind
Where all other faces
Fade and you are mine.
© 2025 Daniel Tucker
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