Train of Thoughts

Why does it tend to be this way?

They expect me to be on the rail

And scorned me each time I fail.

My train of attention

     derails before thy station

Oh lord! oh the mastermind!

Why can't I train my mind?

Why don't you take my gift away

and let me mind my thought train

from being so astray!

Mindless

Trapped in the labyrinth of his mind,

     he goes mindless,

Strapped in his own space,

     numbed by his own comfort zone,

          mindless, he sits hapless.

And sounds of doors,

     closing  one after the other,
     clamor through his empty mind.

With each closing door sighs yet

          another window of opportunity.

He wonders, where on the way,
        at which turn in his journey
        keys that had worked before,
        keys that opened these very doors

               turned useless. 

In sheer restlessness he wonders,

       if lost are the keys
       or the lock got changed on him.
       

Sounds like these, 

       thoughts like these,

       keep creeping smoothly. steadily.
       like the keys of a piano.

       like the tick of a timepiece. 

Only this one is out of tune.
Only this one is out of time.

Caught in the labyrinth of his own mind,
he sits mindless. hapless. wondering. 

Slide

However hard I try
can't stop the slide
I asked aloud why
But no one replied.

Ideas fetch no cent
when life's out of rhyme
useless is a talent
that has run out of time

Blinded by vision
crippled by pride
can see no option
can't stop the slide

2014-11-27
North Lake Tahoe

Card Design

Some Bird to See

When the flowers bloom
and the birds are back -
the colors of eden splash
and the spring is high.

Won't you need
a bird to spot
don't you want
a bird to find
You better know
your birds by heart
You better keep
my guide in hand.


Note: this is written to the tune of Jefferson Airplane's Somebody to Love. The guide being referred to is a Field Guide to North American Birds, and the person being referred to is a friend who happens to be a bird enthusiast.