Well into this journey yet further still its end, I ready myself daily for the seemingly endless traverse.
Armed with the insight of Thoreau, I struggle to keep at length the haunting availed by the likes of Poe, Milton and others blessed by a heavenly foresight direct. I stand gracious before them and thankful indeed.
waldensj-1@hotmail.com
I know too much about ...
Falling short
My favorite memory ...
each individually, the birth of my 4 children; ALL the time my Grandson and I spend together
Why I write ...
To exercise the demons (at times) even feed them
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Einstein (His Life and Universe) / Discovery HD
My first job ...
Don't recall (I've had too many jobs-too long ago)
My best moment ...
First Kiss with my first wife
My inspiration ...
Final Redemption
I hurt and still I yearn these wounds again to her return To her, the sword she raised at me the pain, the dread and misery. I hurt and yet shall suffer more at every turning back to her at every dreamed and vintage sky to her I realize. And pangs of her I celebrate and wear thrice decades long await While wounds once bled, love till dead and I, again are nearer wed.
More..S. james-T Ward
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