It is late at night here in our neck of the woods. The day has been a long and tiring one, for today we had business to take care of. The wife had to have one of those nuclear stress tests done, so that was a five hour job plus all the traveling time.
Never did get any work done on the computer changeover, all that will resume tomorrow and over the weekend. In my movement of files though I did come across a little poem I wrote a short while ago so I thought I would share that with you.
Solitary man
As restless as a tempestuous storm -
Filled to overflowing, with a torment
That was born of dreams unfilled.
Fighting against the ravages of time -
As now life’s juices slowly ebb,
Ever receding, to the desert floor.
And with the passing of the night -
The beast that was in him,
Died within his breast.
Eric Valentine Dec 17/06 ©
C’ya
About Me
- Eric Valentine
- I have been a bit of a World traveler. I was born in England and at age 32 moved to Canada. More recently this last few years I have come down with a debilitating illness that although it has no cure it can be managed sensibly. My interests now are my lovely wife Elizabeth, nature and music. I love writing at which I am always working on improving.
I am a Proud Member of The Shameless Lions Writing Circle
Sangilak
He burst forth from the past to now
Fiercely proud, strong, erect.
His torso adorned and glowing still,
Remnants of the days of battle royal,
The figures, depicting scars from days of old.
I first saw him standing there -
Covered it seemed in a hue of snow?
On his chest emblazoned in red,
“Is that a red maple leaf I see,
Or some such facsimile ?”
I said astounded! ~ hesitantly, ~
“You are Canadian ~ aren’t you”
SangilakHe burst forth from the past to now
Fiercely proud, strong, erect.
His torso adorned and glowing still,
Remnants of the days of battle royal,
The figures, depicting scars from days of old.
I first saw him standing there -
Covered it seemed in a hue of snow?
On his chest emblazoned in red,
“Is that a red maple leaf I see,
Or some such facsimile ?”
I said astounded! ~ hesitantly, ~
“You are Canadian ~ aren’t you”
Shameless Lions Award
8 comments:
many of us can feel your poem in our heart ...
Thank you so much Tim my friend. The road takes many turns in life.
I do hope your painting is coming along very well, I can't wait to see them. :)
Nice poem and blog!
Thank u F2 for your visit & the comment.
Please drop by anytime. :)
Hope the computer updating is going more smoothly now. I like the poem!
Hi Newnorth, things are getting there SBS (slow but sure) and is much better than it was, got most of the files over now, the gizmo was a great help.
Glad you like the poem, have a great weekend.. :)
Very, very good, thank you
Thank you for your visit & comments David, it's always nice to see you here.
Eric
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