The memory may

not be recalled, but the past 

is always present

Belabor the point 

or point the finger like a 

gun that shoots ill will 

I once rambled with

Rabelais but now I laze 

about with Lao Tzu 

Farewell and godspeed 

to yet another mentor 

who has passed away 

This sentence hung on

by a thread until swiftly 

sewn back up again

The sunflowers hang

their heads knowing their season 

is nearing its end 

The house is bursting

with forgotten books and dead 

magazines, unread