walking trail

my life

turning into a river-valley walking trail

paved in the past

but neglected now

in that run-down condition

smooth surfaces bulging

here and there

with weeds growing

through cracks

and the path littered

with cigarette butts

dog pee, and more

that men, women

and children on walking trail

dodge and spit as they stroll

chanting a chorus of disgust

and my aging present

hindering the other swift feet

henry victor     08.07.2005

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

you remember me

you remember me

despite my forgetting you

as i drive, not rushing

nor slowing to rest and relax

except to drink coffee in Tim Horton

now, not a luxury, nor a place

for careless throwing away of my coins

but a necessity, that careful

keeping of my blood-sugar in check

so that malady does not dance

within that space steadily serviced

by those remaining un-scarred arteries

© henry victor     23.04.2011

dolls roll in my brain

continuously and constantly you hit

on my face and expect me to hold tight

on to your pet’s leash and your doll

but i have to let them go despite your growl

without you your pet and doll are mere memories

that fade as other pets and other dolls roll

into my brain as newer snow keep falling

on my sun-deck, older to leave, fast melting

neither you nor me are to here stay stagnant

at present, but like yesterday evaporate, forgotten

forever, and we are none but that snowman

of the Halloween not there to see the spring

henry victor       29.12.2014