Since I’ve spoke to you
Shattered dreams of mine
Could I your discuss
Leaving pain behind
Knowing that fate broke the plan
Long ago
What were once your plans?
And where do they hide
Did you at some point?
Dream of Medaille?
Studying Lit
At you college
Of Heav’n
Have you ever wished
Still at Medaille
Fiction to compose?
And Creatively Write
So the
Pulitzer Prize
Could be Yours?
And have you once?
Instead of Medaille?
Had aspired to study?
Voice at Buffalo SUNY?
So you
Could rise
At the opera?
Have you ever aimed?
To study bass?
And play in public?
With a noble grace?
To receive
Praise
At the orchestra?
Have you ever?
Wanted to attend?
An amazing Graduate school?
In or out of state?
To the
Academic greatness
Established?
Has teaching College?
Ever been a hope of yours?
Did you cater to it?
All those years?
Or did it?
Come in?
Sudden spurts?
Oh those tender dreams!
Those ideal schemes!
Being so Frail!
They always fail!
With the consequences
Lasting long
Did they leave you all?
With a scarred heart?
And a deep regret?
You had to discard?
Inspiration yours?
Deep and noble?
Categories:
suny, art, bereavement, career, muse,
Form: I do not know?
Another sunny sunday under
the blue skies
I will not go to that building over
there called a church i will go to
JESUS
another of just another suny
sundays under the sun
I will not go to church but to
God the master father of the church
but i will see you there
Categories:
suny, bible,
Form: Blank verse