A poem and my thoughts

I'm disappointed, much too disappointed. .. how was I so wrong?
It is not so much the action, but the intent ...
It is true that a person's nature is always a mystery ...
But of course, loneliness is not an accident; our heart aches and yearns; our spirits are always willing to elevate ... but actions speak louder than words ... our desires, hopes, words and actions have to act in unison



I Have Longed to Move Away

I have longed to move away
From the hissing of the spent lie
And the old terrors' continual cry
Growing more terrible as the day
Goes over the hill into the deep sea;
I have longed to move away
From the repetition of salutes,
For there are ghosts in the air
And ghostly echoes on paper,
And the thunder of calls and notes.

I have longed to move away but am afraid;
Some life, yet unspent, might explode
Out of the old lie burning on the ground,
And, crackling into the air, leave me half-blind.
Neither by night's ancient fear,
The parting of hat from hair,
Pursed lips at the receiver,
Shall I fall to death's feather.
By these I would not care to die,
Half convention and half lie.
Dylan Thomas