Monday, August 25, 2008

today
i sat on a park bench
looking at the Rhine
at dusk
listening to a tango
about obsession

grateful
for the inner peace i had
at the moment
caressing it carefully
however brief
it was

lasting as long as
the dusk

geographically
between my dying father
and my pregnant sister
between the woman i love
and the mother i abandoned
between my distant brother
and my best friend

sun has gone
before the song ended
and i got up
realizing the moment
has long escaped

i needed to get ready

traveling again
tomorrow

Sunday, August 10, 2008

the world is my oyster
and i drift from one part
of the world to another
leaving a piece of me behind
each time
friends
lovers
cats
memories
until nothing is left one day
to settle
somewhere i call home