“Wasted Life”
Digital Art by gearlock
From deviantart.com
dicing time
nibbling life
busy building
false towers
on leasehold
of somebody
else’s estate
fallow shadows
of kernelstones
germinate waste
stillborn seeds
render naught
from what might
have been save
for misguided
priorities lost
to untended
potential self
sadly subsumed
in malpractice
of pride only
realized too late
one more man
none will care
to remember
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Yearly Archives: 2014
Where You Need to Be
You can do great things
but only if you
are in the place
where they need
to be done.
Do not wait
for life to call
nor sit at home
wondering why
your life feels
incomplete.
You can not escape
unhappy times
but you can move
through them with
grace, knowing they
will be resolved or
at least will fade away
with time.
Always focus on the solution
not on the problem.
Release
Fall Rains
Untitled Haiku
I look left then right
There is no answer in sight
Searching stays the heart
Copyright 2014 Wanda Paryla
Seasonal Haiku
Wordless Wednesday
Killer on the Train
KILLER ON THE TRAIN
Your energy envelops me
Wraps me in ice
A grip I cannot escape
Is of a killer on the train
Bold and egotistical
You’re aware of how I feel
I feel you
I turn to look at you
Your head swivels my way
Your eyes meet mine
How did you know I’d look?
I guess evil has its way
We’re looking directly at one another
Your eyes on mine
You’ve seized me
I cannot move
I will not back down
Cannot hide from you
Are you wondering in the least about how I know?
No
Our eyes are locked together
Three seconds seem like minutes
I’m studying you
You’re daring me – Don’t stop
Your round eyes
Abysmal and black
Are you afraid? – your eyes challenge
I am not
Not of me?
Not of you
Only the special can see
I see
The train slows
He lets me go
I survived
Because I acknowledged
A killer on the train
Copyright 2014 Wanda Paryla
Cancel Morning
“Winter Home at Night”
Painting by Tom Hoy
From fineartamerica.com
what grows in the winter but the cold
pushes lengthening fingers of frost
along sidewalks and down dead-end streets
up the stairs into parlors no purpose
at hand but to freeze every clock and
with that put a stop to the end of the night





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