"I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe" ~ Sir Philip Sidney

Language is a tool to create meaning Literally, I feel second day burn as if, I had a tough indoor workout nothing could prepare me for this level given, whatever comes, I cannot learn understanding has left me, an anchor answering the context without a doubt given such witchcraft as under a spell each symbol, I decipher as a code ignorance leaves me ignorant, a door slightly ajar, helps to explain this mess as a cacophony sounds like chaos take away one item, as if to bless old eyes with sight, I do not give a toss old eyes see the world before they erode left to make sense of sorrow, of my loss turn the page, this life of light and shadows only the blind make sense of the darkness create meaning out of chaos, a need religion is helpful for old widows each to their own, searching for a small bite as black as death within pure emptiness teach experience as parables bleed each person dry of money, this nonsense meaning creates out of logic, despite each person in need of a solid base as...

Glory be to God for dappled things Pied Beauty ~ Gerard Manley Hopkins Glory be to innocence, lost and found lost over the years, a little brown bear only nobody cares, once childhood past remember memories persist, unbound yet, they will do their best to show they care brilliant, I eat my feet and go running except, neither far can I run, nor fast toenails, black and blue, a fashion statement only if I could return to hunting Goe, and catche a falling starre, Get with child only if I could return to childhood decisively, never again, too mild forget all the books I have read, dead wood only if I could return to pigment remember my legs run around the track distance is the one goal, the old people ask why I run so far, a big runner perhaps, I'm only five-foot one, low stack perhaps, I got a pain in my neck, pop led to believe St. Ignatius steeple emits a tone only mites hear, dumber diatribes have been written for the news think about when my first novel wil...