Circle Of One

She dreams.
Of forgotten things.
Lives hidden in the fallacy of life.

Of her father, Taslasness.
The Land Of Wonder.
Twelve towers gleaming gold.

The river of life:
He sits on it's banks.
Fishing for more then song of verse can say.

"Where has all the Magic gone, father?
No, not only Magic but wonder, awe at the everything?"
The water splashes with no reply.

"What has been lost:
Life filled too much with the day to day.
No time to live after all the time spent on living.

Father, I remember you!
Speak, please to me."
And the river is a dry bed and no one is sitting on it's banks.

A hedgehog speaks:
"Believe"
"Upon the night of this heart, believe!"

Fades out to the dust of the once river, now desert.
Nothing left
After drying of the flow.

Which runs from the inner self.
This child -
Should never die.

"Harken the word!"
Said the man on the radio.
She awakes.....

K.J.K.

12-27-03

Mr. Freeze

They argue.
About small things.

Attitudes needing adjustments.
Tensions of the day.

Unreal expectations
“Why can’t you be…?”

Something the other is not.
Never will be.

A coolness forms.
Like an ice wall.

In some such way becomes real –
Tangible.

Mr. Freeze cooling it down.
Ice in his heart.

A silence filled with wanting to speak.
Neither will give way.

Until she looks at him with a softness he has seen nowhere else.
Will never see nowhere else.

And he melts.

K.J.K.

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