before
you tell me
what i should do
what i should think
walk
68 years
in my
shoes

impossible
i know
i may listen
but don't expect
me
to walk in
lock step
with your ideas

an old friend
has past in to
the place that
we must all
eventually follow

expected
but not wanted
known but
at this point
unknown

but regardless
i will miss
my old friend
rest in peace
Matt

in the darkness he waits
watches
seen yet unseen
known yet not known
expected but not understood
longed for but never found
yet someday
sometime
somewhere
he will be made know
cross my path
and be understood
but for now
fate
waits

[a re post of a poem i wrote several years ago]

cold...rain...ice...
my body confined to my  rooms...

but my mind
soars
wanders
to places both seen
and unseen

to places the do exist
did exist once
that may exist
in some future
time
space
or reality
or have never
or will never
exist

except in my mind
in my rooms

If I knew then?
but i didn't

If i took another path?
but i didn't

If someone would have warned me?
but they didn't

Or maybe they did
and i didn't listen

But would I go back and change anything
not a chance

for all the missteps
i survived

were our yesterdays
really the best of days
we were younger
full of enthusiasm
but little experience
even less knowledge
and virtually  no wisdom

were they really
the best of our
days....

the wind is fickle
where will the snow fall
if to our advantage
just a trace
if not then
we become buried

life is no
different

sleep
evades
me

mind

in
chaos

no
solution
yet

until
fatigue
overwhelms

when i
awake
what then

life do we know it
we're in it, really
but do we ever
truly understand it

i think not
the whirlwind
that is to me
confusing

do i rebel
i think not
i embrace
it