The Bell

Any time I’m pained at all,

I try for normal code,

Believing, if I act it well,

I’ll be back upon the road

 

That keeps me sane and fanciful,

On which I travel well.

When hurting pulls and tolls, I try

So hard to ignore its bell.

Remember

I cannot look

At photographs

That haunt or chill

My thoughts.

Seeing pictures,

Reading words

Hurt too much,

And so they ought.

 

Depicting something

Lost but loved,

Someone,

Who had to part,

Who held me in

A soft embrace,

Tender tended

To my heart.

 

Dead to life,

To earthly plain,

Another’s grief, a

Punished pain.

Remembrance all

In mindful mourning.

November looms,

The day is dawning.

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Awkward

Greeting unexpected,

Surprised.

Smile a loud hello.

Then quickly recollect this one

Was from,

Oh, so long ago.

 

A different time, another life

When youth

Bound both together.

When talking never

Felt so strange,

We could chat about whatever.

 

Then something changed,

Indelibly imprinted,

Conversations to recall,

Remembrances of later days

Compared to when, no

Silence found at all.

 

Time. It changes everything.

Where once laughter

Fuelled our words,

Moments pass unnoticed,

Now smiling

Seems absurd.

 

No joy in happy memories

When awkward

Is about,

Tiptoeing thru’ thorn’d hedges,

Manic hilarity

Wants to shout

 

At loss of what was

So freely sought

And more than freely given,

Tongue-tied now

Creates, for some,

A hellish kind of heaven.

 

A purgatory of great unknowing.

Can road be traversed

Once again?

Or does what is past

Remain there dead, undead,

No more giving, no more given?

 

Some friends have gone

And lovers too,

Spouses, all those chosen,

When discomfiture steals

The heat from all, leaves

Hearts stiff and almost frozen.

 

Lapsed, neglected

Relationships

From distant long ago,

Or stagnant pools of

Disquietude

Presented now may show

 

A failing sense of interaction,

Transmission

Gone astray.

Communication

Misunderstood.

Relationships end this way.

 

Open windows, open doors,

Vent

And so aerate.

Open hearts  and open minds

Help to keep

All attachments great.

 

Video reading  Awkward

Neoplasty

Neoplasty

popped into my head

on waking

I wondered

what it meant

and why it

just appeared

I thought

about it

first

thinking

Neo means new

Plasty

I had to think

It is like other

words with

plasty attached

I thought

change

operation

falsity

then

I wondered

again

Neoplasty

become new

change to become new

cut with surgical

incision to renew

or just be fake

now

I’m going to

look it up.

 

tissue grafting

to renew

to repair

damage.

 

funny

when

that happens.