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'lasting for a very short time':
You went to a college,
graduated in flying colours.
Was drunk with the vapour
of distinction
In the higher level's age.
Knowledge was your cage.
Even you obtained certificates.
But death pursued your breath:
Bethroted to Ephemeral.
Groomed by the best clown,
elating glottis,scolding eyes.
Gone to river of rivers
to fetch.
Caught sharks,whales and leviathan.
But health got you tied:
Bethroted of ephemeral.
1)Education is ephemeral(though proving he's a sage.)
Profession and his wife are ephemeral(though boasting around wealth).
Sickness is ephemeral(though often scaring away health.)
All strive to stay,
But they would not stay.
Drown in the dread
of unseen phenonmenons.
Ephemerality is not all those things up there:
It's you:
Even you that doesn't know who you're,
You that gets intimidated easily,
For you'll last but for a very short time.
"Life will not give you what's right,if you're mute."
EPHEMERALITY!
17:1:12:14:17
Written in the Honour of my dear friend: Robert M Smith
aging a silent soothing balm
can be a baleful burden to bear along
a rocking cradle of calm
yet, often facing the winds of storms
a spirit so bold and tall
with bodily frame frail and fragile
a quiet and gentle grace
but a bloom that silently fades
greying hair usher wisdom
in the garden of time
where once youthful dreams thrived
with echoes of those dreams
still silently stirring our hearts
yet, the shadow of lost youth
stretches, soaring like autumn leaves
soon to fall aground
we derive showers of thrill
to see our progeny
tread their journey
with flying colours
yet grim solitude
soon takes their place
with their own loads of life
they are called upon to bear.
the joy of friends gathered
with their laughter ringing clear
raises the spirit high
with sweet or harsh memories
of battles fought together
yet echoes of loss
sometimes resonate
pulling the soul down
the hurried rush starts to cease
with inner peace taking its place
viewing the world with clearer eyes
bathed in a gentler light
yet each morning brings a subtle pain
the heart breath growing slow
a quiet toll that no one can shake
with intake of pills growing tall
we learn to carry burdens,
light and deep
find seams of solace
in softer, smoother strings
in a woven tapestry
our life is retold
in sacred solemn silence
for coming years to behold
on balance, with each new ache
a story's written clear
of pathways taken
moments dearly cherished
though youth may fade
like beauty of the face
the heart remains, forever young in grace
aging being what we make of it.
Being rejected by his humans
As if that wasn’t bad enough
Forced into s life of beggary
Homeless and having to live rough
Mr Whiskey’s a cat of distinctiom
A cat of manners and breeding
Even without access to antecedents
There available for our reading.
A cat of intellectual depth
Easy for all to see
Obviously holding at leat
A First Class Masters Degree.
He sits for hours in the garden
To thr casual glance asleep
But in all reality he’s thinking
Thoughts both esoteric and deep.
Just recently he’s decided
By methods he knows best
With flying colours we’ve passed
The decent human beings test.
As a result we’ve been appointed
To the household of this worthy cat
And in the way of things these days
Life doesn’t get much better than that
Life is a turkey shoot at the best of times
Nothing's handed to you on a silver platter
Gotta get out there and make life happen
Contentment is basically all that matters
If you can honestly say you've lived your life
With the very utmost caring and honesty
Then you've come through with flying colours
You've lived your own exclusive odyssey
Can't ask for more, you're living life's dream
Being respectful of your fellow man
You can't go wrong it's the way it should be
You're living by nature's master plan
There'll still be days when you'll sit and wonder
What's the purpose of us guys being here
Is there some great plan that I'm not aware of
You betcha and we all have nothing to fear
© Jack Ellison 2015
I would be taught many things, what love brings,
but difficult to fly without a pair of wings,
I was instructed in compassion and forgiveness,
to cherish, value, adore and gently caress.
They said that I would go to the stars and other places,
no one knew that an angel's heart races;
my friends Gabriel and Michael were so clever,
I completed my 'heavenwork' with their endeavour.
Anne and Catherine said: 'Be careful what you fly in,
not too loose clothing, in case you get in a flap,
when you've settled, you can give your own instruction,
then deliver your pearls of wisdom ad infinitum.'
I graduated with flying colours - blue, white and gold,
so that I couldn't be seen in the sunset, I was told.
Veggies, veggies, I sure love my veggies
Just about any that you can name
A salad a day for more than two years now
You'd think I would tire of 'em but hey, not me
Still the best meal of the day
With my favourite Poppy Seed Dressing
What could be better
A meal fit for a king, hmmm maybe not
A kings feast is comprised of raw meat
With beautiful slave girls standing by
Waiting to grant me my every wish
Hmmm! That sure sounds pretty good to me
How does one become king
Is there some exam you have to pass
I'm a pretty smart cookie
Should pass it with flying colours
Would like a crown of solid gold
Bedazzled with rubies and sapphires
An ermine cloak and dazzling rings on every finger!
Am I overdoing it, you think
This all started out talking about veggies
Did you noticed at what point it started down a different path
Oh well back to boring old veggies
Somehow they've lost their appeal
Gotta leave you now
Going to take than exam to hopefully become king
Veggies, veggies, veggies!
© Jack Ellison 2014