Tracks of a Wandering Mind

Poetry, stories and random thoughts from a wandering mind.

Faded Heart

(a mixed tanka)


in his favorite
he slowly rocks back and forth,
to silent music,
as he looks at her picture,
and his faded heart still loves.

the world moves quickly,
but for him time is slowing,
as he remembers,
with his faded heart smiling,
something old and something new.

and the world sees him,
sitting there and just smiling,
not out a window,
but to a time they can’t know,
with his fading heart smiling.



August 1, 2017 Posted by | Poetry | Leave a comment

Song of Seasons

(in four tankas)

Spring Song
With the Spring of life
Comes the laughter and delight
Of all that is new,
That touches all the senses,
Pleasing the innocent heart.

Summer Song
The long summer song
Marks now the passing of days
Hurried, uncounted,
As the season slips slowly,
Unnoticed, into the past.

Autumn Song
Slowing now, the time
To harvest the music sewed
In fields of Summer,
As the days slow and nights cool,
Heralding the Winter song.

Winter Song
Slowly now the tune
Plays out its final refrain,
To fade silently,
But listening quietly
As the song begins anew.

April 19, 2017 Posted by | Poetry | 1 Comment


(My sister Charlotte wrote me and sent this to me. Love you Sis)

Peace is elusive.
I search day and night
for its beauty that calms my fears,
then tells my soul and spirit
rest now, sleep without dreams.

Sing o’ heart, for you have found that
which passeth all understanding.
Rejoice, for you are touched,
blessed without measure.

Give thanks to the One
who bestows such a gift,
sing His praises all the day.
Lay ye’ down,
and rest now, sleep without dreams.

Charlotte Hudson


August 10, 2016 Posted by | Poetry | 1 Comment

Square Pegs

You’re a square peg, you just can’t fit
Into a generic round world.
But they keep on prying
And they keep on trying
To force you into their mold.

Your parents said you were special
But you feel like you’re just strange,
And they don’t have the time
To see that you’re dying
A little bit every day.

It seems easier to give in,
To give up on all of your dreams.
You can just go away,
You can end all the pain
But that’s not the answer you need.

Don’t let the world drop on your head,
Tomorrow is another day.
Put one more behind you
And each one that you do
Might show you another way.

When no one else believes in you,
And you’re fighting just to stay strong,
Know that time is your friend
And if you will just hang in,
Time puts your problems where they belong.

April 11, 2016 Posted by | Poetry | 2 Comments

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