That person the other day,
will he ever return
or perhaps
he might think another way.
then the rodeo began
with dust kicking fury
each idiom, every adage,
all fought for their place
in an arena of semantics.
~
While me and my enigmas,
well we soldier on,
we continue to define what’s real,
when we have the time,
to deal with everything that is sur-tainly
puzzling, sometimes foreboding.
~
I am this person today,
and you are simply the same,
yet different in every way,
so simple are the words,
when truth may have its way.
~
Goodnight to this sweet world today,
another time, perhaps a newer cliche,
and we all soldier on,
we all do want to go on …
really, we do.
