Once There Came A Thought …

This is the first entry of the contents of my recently self-published book,

Once There Came A Thought

The book contains ten poems written since sometime in the 1960’s, and the lyrics to fifteen songs that I have written beginning sometime in 2002. Copies of the book may be purchased for 20.00 US dollars by contacting me –



                     Once There Came A Thought

                      Once there came a thought                                                                                                                     That evolved itself into                                                                                                                             All else that there is.


When a person has expanded and contracted                                                                                    Through several lifetimes                                                                                                                            during a single life-span,                                                                                                                    Laughing and reaching,                                                                                                                          Despairing, then gathering strength,                                                                                                   Becoming ever more quiet of voice                                                                                                       But forging an undeniable and far-reaching will,                                                                              Then does selection become effortless —                                                                                            Any and all choices having become beneficial.                                                                                  Loneliness does not exist.                                                                                                                        And absolute companions are unexpected,                                                                                        Even have become indescribable,                                                                                                          But are wondrously                                                                                                                                      and unmistakably recognized.


On the trampled mirror, there

lay eight months of ambition.

Across the room,

The door was ajar.

On the outside step,

There lay one last footprint.

Across the air, the wake swirled.

About wkhardy

A long-time teacher, woodworker and musician who is now writing some ideas that have incubated for forty years -- ideas about WHAT SCHOOLS REALLY SHOULD BE!!!! And now, November of 2015, I'm posting poems and song lyrics from my book -- Once There Came A Thought.
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