Showing posts with label experience. Show all posts
Showing posts with label experience. Show all posts

Sunday, December 2, 2018

baffled by mercy



when i trust you
and put my hope hoping you
for me will make things work
with my field giving a plentiful harvest
and my cattle, numerously, multiply
you let me down badly
with your refusal
to open windows of heaven
for showers to fall on ground

instead
you open doors of pestilence
to strike my cattle

then i trusted you not
from you
nothing i expected

but you then
flood me with blessings, baffling
me with your unlimited mercy

henry victor     17.04.2003



Monday, July 24, 2017

change




seasons change, with it scenes that create

moods and perspectives change, changing values

that change priorities, also, changing memories

with it change faces, changing the change in faith



garments change, with it, music that make

tastes and emphasis change, changing homes

that change addresses, also, changing friends

with it change foes, changing the change of habit



work change, with it the vehicle that carry

identities and personalities change, changing change

that change seasons, also, changing the author

of change, changing decay, and even death



© henry victor     06.05.2003



Tuesday, April 4, 2017

younger today

 

what i failed to absorb, to grasp

from my parents and a female partner

i am beginning to learn from daughter

much younger and sharper



i learnt something yesterday

and got rid of my gray beard

my hair i have combed and oiled

not much is lacking today



fine clothes, shoes and money in purse

now i have worked towards complicated

goals than trifles and had attained

insights to chase my dream with ease



© henry victor     05.09.2003







Saturday, March 1, 2014

my excess


i betted
on an injured horse
again and again
calling her mine
despite her kicking
on my face
every time i bend
to tend her leg

battered
earlier by a spouse
with her passive aggression
taught me no lessons
on self-care
stupidly
for long
holding her hand

tattered
now, beyond limits
still a mouse
i have let into my heart
to roam
to nibble away
my body, mind and soul
to enjoy
my washing
of the growing tiny feet

henry victor     27.02.2014