Best Poems Written by Tom Boyle

Timely Introduction

strangers tend to ignore me
searching blindly for glory
tattered hands holding half a story
but surely; the opemists' plan 
was escape these sinking sands
and not flash brands as
burning ticks cross my hands
the cost is lost in these lands 
if this current path is off-track
then maybe i meant to lose the map.
sheltered from grace, the light
casting darkness to face 
standing in place of lost taste 
undoubtedly off-pace
fighting hyenas for space
wondering if life's just a craze?
while fighting minotaurs to amaze
my vision creates a stage
built softly by innnocent rage
time for quick choices; before the
people spit poetry with ripped voices 
changing season for a snowdance
before walking like nomads in 
ghostlands forgotten like most plans

Copyright © Tom Boyle | Year Posted 2005