SORROW

Oh sorrow, you are the apothecary of martyrdom

You drug me with your vigilant patience

Until I am saturated within your devious design

Manifesting in my hour of slumber

You inoculate my fear, my doubt, my substance

You ride my dreams like the nightshade, Belladonna

Attempting to purge my gut 

When the promise of morning should bring light and hope

You continue your duplicitous folly

Lynching my heart and soul at will

Your incessant guile accosts me ceaselessly 

Strangling my resolve

Yet, this seeming monopoly has an adversary – Time

However, perseverance is your companion

Your light may dim

Yet you have timeless watchfulness

Only in death are you defeated

But, even in death you find purchase to begin anew

In others…

HORIZONS… a quick thought

Only in complete darkness do our horizons disappear!

Consider this time to rest.

A FINAL NIGHT… a dark-ish poem?

If I write today

Will it resonate

With anyone at all

If I tell a tale

And toast with ale

Will you catch me if I fall

Will the moon still rise

And cross each night

Of a celestial starlit sea

Or will the ink run dry

As I lay here and die

With no one next to me

EVERYTHING… a poem

I see the orange and purple sky on the horizon

And I feel pacified

Everything is going to be alright

I watch the gentle rain assiduously bathe the earth

And I feel afresh

Everything is going to be alright

I hear the distant, unbridled laughter of a child

And I feel a smile play upon my face

Everything is going to be alright

I see the love in my wife’s eyes as she says goodnight

And I feel blessed as she says

Everything is going to be alright

THE HUMAN RACE… a poem

When you come down from the mountain

Bearing burdens and broken dreams

With a brand new understanding

Of what living life truly means

And when you think you’ve got it figured out

Prepare yourself again

Because, life hits you from all directions

It doesn’t care where you’ve been

Wisdom comes from knowledge

Knowledge comes from grace

The grace we have to understand

We’re all the human race

INFINITE LOOPS… a poem of thought

Twisting through the infinite loops

Inside my brain

I find there are no boundaries

If there are indeed no boundaries

Then perhaps that explains a lot

It explains why, sometimes, I cannot find what I’m searching for

Why my creativity is lackluster

Why I cannot write

Or paint

Or whatever

On the plus side of this quandary

Infinite loops will, by definition,

Come back around

At least, I hope so

I’LL BE OKAY… a poem

One step, two step

Falling back three

This ever changing landscape

Is getting the best of me

Just when it seems

I’ve broken through

Into a better place

The cruelty of reality

Slaps me in the face

But, that’s alright

I’ll trudge along

Tomorrow’s another day

And if this is the worse thing

That happens to me

I think I’ll be okay

FLOWERS… a poem

The flowers are so pretty

But the scenery is blue

Tell me, how did I get here

Was there nothing I could do

I did my best to love

And tried to do all that I could

For those who needed more than me

I hope they understood

Now, looking down upon the petals

Red, white and azure blue

I only wish I had more time

Before my life was through

GUARDIAN ANGEL… a song

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They all said I couldn’t know you

But what they didn’t see

Were the windows to my soul

Where you will always be with me

Yeah, I was just a baby

When God took you away

But your presence, it still lingers

In every breath I take

Guardian Angel, yes, that is you

Picking me up when I fall down

Pulling me back when I’m feeling blue

Guardian Angel, still here today

Physically, I cannot touch you

But, you’re in my heart to stay

Guardian Angel

When I look into mirror

There is a freckle in my eye

People tell me it’s endearing

And sometimes it makes me cry

Not because I’m sad, you see

No, the opposite is true

The reflection that I see of me

Is a reflection of you too

Guardian Angel, yes, that is you

Picking me up when I fall down

Pulling me back when I’m feeling blue

Guardian Angel, still here today

Physically, I cannot touch you

But, you’re in my heart to stay

Guardian Angel

The hawk soars

Even while the tiny blackbird

Deftly dive bombs it from on high

One merely twitches and adjusts

The other strokes and falls

They both carry a faith

Whether large or small

Neither of them lose their focus

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