ms Alex (part1)

  • A cocktail got us gathered here
  • As boredom crept in on me 
  • You walked in like an angel with a Gospel
  • You swept me off my cold feet
  • You fed my desires with hope
  • Years walked by, now I reckon they flew past 
  • Like bedtime stories or lullabies 
  • Until a time came by that fate rang her bell again
  • Now in a mix of frail bliss and transient passion 
  • Choices giving way to sincere affections 
  • It’s no easy decision to act or be passive 
  • It’s a weird bind, like the taste of a soured salmon
  • Yet with a sweet sting as of honey in limejuce 
  • This story may not have an ending after all…
  • Simply because having sad or happy endings should not be gambled
  • Maybe we keep flipping the pages of our lives 
  • Forever, no loss no gain!

Elderjohn (in memory of a 🐸 prince and sad little princess)



I see you again…

this afternoon, right beside me, no sunshine but distant car screeching,honks, wailing baby, barking dog, grinding metals, all at once beneath the blowing winds that move the trees across my window

My thoughts became vivid images as I read the news, recalled  events and pondered deeply, almost about every thing all at once

This time I see my wretchedness in the contrast of your persistent love, your kindest mercy, because     I knew deep within I was no better than those I read about, in pain and death, some in eternal grief, limited choices and broken spirit

It leaves me to wonder how much worth I really am?

If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far sides of the earth, when I run into the depth of hell, 

your there…when i awake from sleep…
Day by day, all was written in your word before ever i came to be
Full of wonder…fearfully made
You’re there always with me…you yes you
Only you…so close i can feel the very scent of your touch…the very breath of your nostrils…quenching the fires of my illicit wants
You alone shielding me from the fiery darts that thrust at me daily
You, forgiving thousands and cleansing nations and peoples
You who ride on the fermaments for my defense…ungrateful me
It is just you again at my trail as i sail yonder…

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