For being lost
Who is to know?
With so many forks
Where to go?
And with every step
Tiredness creeps
Beyond the breath
Faded heart beats.
And the break
In only things
Not in forgiveness
Or human beings.
Just so tired
With no way to sleep
So begs one more tear
For the Lord to keep.
Tag: Poetry
Look UP!
So I come around
When you stop to look-
Sometimes in nature
Or note in a book.
I provide balance
When you fall off course-
I’m not without discipline…
Or nugget of remorse.
Restoring harmony
Is not without waves-
But its to modify the outcome
Or how you behave…
And on the other side
You’ll believe once more-
What you appreciate
And what to adore…
And though it will be hard
You must never quit-
Simply look up…
For the promise you’ll benefit!
The Game
I think love has purpose even if it’s pain.
After all what else gives you so much to lose- with unbidden right to complain?
Each year it’s recognized- a little more youth is lost
And you add up the experience – while grimacing at the cost
The bends of the mind only squeeze the heart…
And it’s the swollen eyes in mirror – who tell you are coming apart.
Better to have loved and lost – we already brace for little gain…
But in these matters it’s never been about the rules- but how you play the game.
Dear Life, Thank you!
For without reality
Where would I be?
One would hope
More than I see.
Change the past
Ignore the present
Forget the parents
Or being peasants…
For wanting more
Loses who we are
Where we’re going
Or even how far.
Or what was innocent
Or even dumb
What we felt
Or being numb…
And we learn
Just a little too late
Beyond missed hugs
Or present dates…
And we wake up
As others sleep
Like the lion
Consuming sheep…
And all the fails
Becomes victory’s win
And when we go to tell
Their gone by then…
But I was young
And you were old
And the middle came late
Before the story unfold.
New Life
The soil turns and dies
As old finds new life
Through worm’s work and time
Or happiness and strife.
Truth
Rain from a dry storm
Fall like bits of honesty
And regret
Like a bath…
And you fill the beginning
Or the end
Of Remembrance
And wrath
Ladies!-!
Talk me up
Give me life
Dull the blade
Mend the strife..
Heal the burn
Calm the rage
Be the water-
And clench the blaze…
Be a rock
Not the thorn
Be the calm-
Inside the storm…
Feel the love
Block the hate
Be a partner-
It’s not too late!
Break
Squeezing of the brain
No thoughts
Promises
Or thinking of anyone else
Or me
Just a break
A moment
Space
Between real and…
Yes!
And that.
