These days
Pass on by
Minute by minute
Hour by hour
Time passes
While I sit
Watching the sun
Rise
And
Fall
Every day
Across the lake
Across the ice
Little bit slower
Little bit longer
Each day
– James Dubeau
Author: James Dubeau (Page 8 of 15)
THIS PAGE
Was
Intentionally
Left
BLANK!!!
– James Dubeau
Been sick this week
No other excuses
Exhaustion
Through my bones
Weary head
Heavy limbs
Only sleep
For two days straight
Fell behind
Further behind
Than I already was
Now I scramble
To get caught up
Ramblings
That do not move
My soul
– James Dubeau
Sitting in the coffee shop
Early on Sunday morning
As I often do
Laptop open
Document ready
But my words
My words
They do not flow
I stare at the screen
Flashing cursor
Staring back at me
Judging me
My drive
My passion
Has left
Only emptiness
Remains
Unfulfilled void
Of sitting
And staring
At blank
Nothing
– James Dubeau
In the last week
Of the old year
I could’ve walked
Across the frozen lake
In the first few days
Of a new year
The lake returned
To summer form
Rippling waves
Under a crisp blue sky
Eventually
Winter will return
Freeze us out
Making life
A bit more miserable
But
For a few days
I can bask
Under warm enough rays
With lapping water
Across the lake
Bringing with it
New hopes and dreams
– James Dubeau