Archive for March, 2012

It was warm…

It was warm in the sun,
Tobias recalled,
warm hands
warm face
but I kept a piece of cold inside
to avoid surprises.



Tobias searched…

Tobias searched their eyes
but had no answers
except that some were afraid
some frightened him
and some, he thought
he could embrace


tobias meets a stranger

who was it i met last evening?
i should remember

the air was cold
the sky blue in the centre
orange at the edge

or was it damp?
it must have been outside we met

i remember

he walked at the edge of the sidewalk
close to the trees
he carried a geranium


doubting tobias

so these are the steps, tobias remarked
from need to wanting
wanting to having
dream to reality
wish to fact
and here, the crux
can we accept the loss entailed

he dealt his hand
he often played alone
it isn’t just autonomy you lose, he said
but hope
the immortality of inaction
it will be
who are we today, my friend
where are we today


tobias returns

tobias climbs the steps
some say he built them
robbed older palaces, robbed temples

his shadows follow
some say those shadows own him
he traded
for coloured words and a child’s trinkets

tobias stops, he bows
we exiled him
with gifts he has come back