Archive for the ‘Sigh’ Category

Wm in Ruins, Berlin, 1945_ Yevgeny Khaldei

I watch the downfall, and I cry …


when surely I should rejoice

at the demise

of the one who made themselves my mortal enemy,

but in their hollow eyes, I see myself.


(To be continued…)








“All the time in the world…”

Come and gone.

Flag unfurled.

Devushk son…




So late,

so early,

eternal circle,

time imposed upon,


rhythm unknown.

(We grope in darkness…)




When your time of contemplation

becomes a thing of expectation…


and despair,

you’re no longer “there”.




The child’s face showed she didn’t approve.

It wasn’t sweet, true,

but I liked it.

Perhaps my taste was moderated,

I reasoned,

by an adult’s appreciation of cost, convenience and health.

Indeed, adult considerations.

As I reflected upon such realities

the juice tasted better

and better,

beyond banalities.

Such is life.

Get used to it, kid!




Is the past ever


completely past?





we were young and hopeful,

with ideas of freedom

and possibilities,

in reality,

we were naïve and stupid.

We went to the show,

the music and vibe was powerful,

we liked AC/DC

before we understood the words,

later, we realized,

idiocy we heard.

Someone waved an Australian flag,

made in the USSR.

Lies, broken promises,

bitter-sweet lost dreams.


stasis as the best option.

Hope sleeps.