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His gleaming eyes reached
out for me
and likewaise did his soul,
As jetsam darting from
the sea
when it is just off shore.
Large dreaming eyes
scattered upon me
as seeds uncarefully sown.
Smiling more than wearing
a sad frown
and likewaise was his soul,
As driftwood finally back
on ground
when it's down upon the shore.
Large dreaming eyes
scattered all around
as seeds clumsily sown.
No matter tho what the
eyes may say
or that which they may cry,
I've work to do, and
every day
to save up and live
before I die.
Large dreaming eyes can
go on
until they fall out of
their common head.
Said Ken To Me
Said ken to me,
"I'd like to be,
where younger waters flow."
Said I to he,
"We could never be,
where younger seed is sown."
But could it be,
that I and he, could have
aged thus as so?
When we did see
those still to be, our
years and our know,
He turned to me
in order to see, that I
was sadly, longingly
and pitifully
watching too.
Ken
Lucas was a Vietnam War hero - we were to enter the army on the
"Buddy System," a close friend until he walked away with my
wife and eventually lost his mind and burned himself to death in
1985. This poem and experience 'happened' on the night before I was
to marry Patricia Ruggles. Ken and I were only a year out of high
school and, while snacking on a pizza in a pizza shop, we were amazed
by how young those still in high school appeared to us. |
