more attention!

i saw myself this morning

in every nook and corner

excusing my daughter

for her little age

her youth

apologizing three times

‘oh, she is only a puppy’

as i encountered the senior

exercising with Woofy

a cairn terrier

very undisciplined, unruly

following other dogs

on the walking trail

pleading for more patting

considering other walkers

as her faithful master

needing

more

attention

but not mine

henry victor      15.05.2007

my walk in the wilderness

 

gurus, greatness guides, golden rules

the celestine prophecy, the secret

and the source of bubbling springs

these were my delights

while walking the wilderness

with the monk who sold his Ferrari

during my days of depression

learning soon, feeling wellness

leads to seeing wellness

transforming my bone and skin

into an untainted wellness

implanting deep within my soul

another spring of wellness

from where waves and waves of love

reaches the shores of many men

women and children in pain!

henry victor     19.05.2007

conquering the insubstantial

i remember well: i was not even ten

and my brother in teen

you taught me to beat the devil

conquering the insubstantial

as we walked in the dark

where non-stop the dogs bark!

now i take rest in the thought:

to come out too late, i ought

not, lest my daughter fear the devil

when one, for sure, she finds

in this land where two are absent:

dogs that bark

and nights that are dark

henry victor     29.10.2002

flight of hatchling

my life is like that of an eagle

taking care of her newly born chick

feeding in nest on top of the hill

away from all human habitation

i also carry mine to the mountain

to push her down to build that lasting

courage to enhance the flying skill

beyond boundaries of human limit

when hatchling knows her own to wing

and dive deep down into valley below

i will free self to soar high until

i’m lost above the drifting, dim cloud

© henry victor     12.03.2003

made-able

he is tall, and taller than me

fairer too, with a fatter purse

an allowance monthly, three

times mine, yet walking behind me

or alone, like a homeless beggar

about to fall on the road, hence

needing a stronger prop;

despite the schooling, the bigger

expense paid in full by the state

still he can neither count beans

nor make sense of the weed and wheat

in what he reads there on the slate

he can, for sure, see a dime on ground

even thirty feet ahead of him

but a sparrow on the fence front of him

always is black and will never be found

numbers dead and weapons of the world

war two, for sure, he knows it well, exact

facts and with assertive faith will proclaim

it too, but his potentials are a different world

© henry victor      22.08.2015