Fathomless
Deep? Well,
maybe
more like
pensive
or even
cautious,
careful,
perhaps
shy, timid
scared to
reveal or
share
thus appearing
deep. Well,
not so much
profound
but rather
vacuous,
hollow,
empty,
nothing
but
an abyss
a morass,
tangled
confusion
strangling
choking
suffocating...
resembling the
echoing
silence
of a
deep well.
Forgotten Treasures
When she was young she watched the fairies rowing little boats atop the water in her grandmother’s well and they waved to her. Now she is grown she says they’re just child’s fantasies; yet still they remain, fishing for secrets in the depths and wondering when she will come back.
Damp Stone Hole (No It’s Not My Mind, I Am No Gutter Rat)
It's been a while since I've been down here and I've begun pondering each letter of the alphabet. Each word (starting at A) had something to do with my current prediciment in the bottom of this hole. But well well now I am to W and I'm in a WELL.
ALWAYS COUNTS
Spring blossoms all plants livin..
A Mothers love is instinctively given..
Hate learned laced words done evil verbs...
All is recognizable in having it's own vulgar terms..
No true love has doubts...
Real maps true routes...
Bank interest is not the full amount..
Making payments always counts....
Beach bums lounge..
Just Under the Surface
In the Heart of the Congo.
Villages go up in flames.
Soldiers take what they want,
While child soldiers take aim.
Chucking a grenade down the only Well,
The General walks away with a smile on his face.
Leaving death and hatred behind,
Killing a boy hiding under the surface.