Gone are the simple times

The easy days, the easy life

In with the new

The bigger, stronger, quicker

With more luster and shine

Gone with the small, inconvenient

The thoughts and self-satisfaction

Lost are the times

Of the search, the work

The rewards and accolades

Replaced with instant gratification

Right here, right now

Now is the time of complexity

Moving faster, blinding

Gone are the simple days

The days I think most of

The days I miss the most

© Dicky J Loweman 2015


Long Gone

Shattered glass on the floor

Blood like steaks of liquor run the wall

Your screaming and outbursts haunt me

Even long after you have left

© Dicky J Loweman 2014