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Moving time, sorting things
Dusty
remnants see
Some do bring a knowing smile
Most lost in
time to me
Reading words unfamiliar
Yet I cannot
stop
Cataclysm, recognition
Erupting to the
top
Words I’m reading, have been written
Many years
ago
My own hand, author extant
Past meets
future so
Time does cease, evaporate
Now is past,
again
Anxious moments, old dilemmas
Reborn
relived from then
New perspective by reliving
With Clarity
of time
All the answers clearly set down
By my hand I
find
I am looking at a black time
When nearly I did cease
A firestorm of agony
A struggle
for release
Out from deep within my soul
The words
have brought me back
One instant takes me to the edge
When marriage
failed from lack
My world exploded I recalled
No dignity
survived
The essence of the me of then
Dissolved,
though hard I strived
I could not see what now looms large
Obey what I
had written
Survival meant abandoning
The one,
who’d my heart, smitten
As first shock passes I’m struck anew
With all the
pain forgotten
Perspective gives me better view
How much I
was downtrodden
I see myself before the me
I’ve lately
come to know
And thank the lord for freeing me
To learn and
then to grow
Unprepared I was to meet
My old self
and my strife
A needed message I have read
Notes from,
another life
Youth believes eternity
Their time on
earth will be
Give not thought or study to
Their own
mortality
A young girl overnight becomes
A parent and
a mother
Contemplates her growing child
“Eternity”
does smother
Time becomes the enemy
Ego fades
away
The truths of life are evident
Philosophy
holds sway
Life begun, has a way
The end, to
bring us closer
Changes our perspective, is
The brutal
question poser
Children grow and then they go
Leave parents
to their time
Who born again are youths anew
Enjoying life
sublime
Until an older person passes
Frailly
through their view
Reality comes crashing in
Years left,
they see are few
Each of us in our own time
Comes to
terms with this
And understands come what may
We go, though
not our wish
That time is not refillable
We cannot use
it twice
Every moment counts supreme,
What’s given, must suffice
Today is special, has much worth
Celebrates my
day of birth
Each of us is born unique
Fulfillment
of our dreams we seek
Passing years do educate
Teaches, to
the world relate
What is good and what is bad
That joy, if
wanted, can be had
Brings us to each yearly day
Sings of life
and praises say
Light the candles make a wish
Cut the cake
upon the dish
Share it all with those we love
Fit together
like a glove
In truth, we hail, not our birth
But with each
other, natural worth
Perched upon this sunlit slope
The house and
I awaken
Dawn’s soft light illuminates
As night from
us is taken
Windows let the world inside
Dispel
shadows, all misshapen
Imagination fades with light
Based on
shapes mistaken
Try we might to stem the flood
Return to
night’s sweet slumber
Once the day has brought its joys
Too much,
undo their number
In the sounds of river running
And birds
upon the wing
Are heard the songs of life arising
Fill my heart
with thoughts that sing
They beckon me to move ahead
Seek the
pleasures of the day
Find adventure in the light
Enjoy what
comes my way
The old is winding down
The new is still unknown
I pause to recollect
See what I have sown
The past is the beginning
Of my future coming quick
Prepared am I for changes
What’s next I cannot pick
Imploring eyes pierce my soul
Begging alms,
or for heat, coal
My heart is sick, relief my goal
Others suffer
and I’m not whole
What can I do to alleviate
Hunger,
sickness, others fate
All is urgent, time won’t wait
If I am mute,
guilt relates
If I partake and thus give in
Though some are real and some are sin
What e’re I do I cannot win
Either fool,
or guilt ridden
So pick I must a few to try
Implore myself
not to cry
Evaluate best that I
Can find
deserving, let it fly
I’ll never know who benefits
Or who has
simply bought my list
But we are family God has kissed
And
opportunity should not be missed
One by one they enter in
Searching for
their her or him
Rehearsal done for practiced talk
Now it’s time
to “walk the walk”
Smile and nod, greet and shake
Of idle
chatter now partake
Think the things you cannot ask
Gently try to
peel their masks
Back and forth the words do flow
As each
attempts to let you know
That you have found your future mate
But mostly
they just obfuscate
I sit atop this living thing
Wondering how
I got here
A life spent doing many things
Removed from
me the blind fear
More than half a century
Doing this
and doing that
Prepared me for the challenge
Of wearing
this new hat
Somewhat like the sailing
Of a ship in
strange new waters
One learns to read the charts
Depend on
internal orders
Experience helps adjustment
To similar situations
But new is new and quite dissimilar
Demanding new
relations
Cross-pollination is the term
For ideas of
different discipline
Growing new solutions in
A mental womb
to birth a win
One and one is three
Two and two
are nine
Think of things as never before
Aim for
mountains high to climb
Backwards to the front
Bottom to the
left
Brainstorm is the common word
When
solutions seem bereft
Turn your thinking inside out
Your thoughts
must reassemble
In ways that logic will not rule
Left and right
brain sure will tremble
Forward stop, about begin
Confusion
possibly reigns
Sorting out the wheat from chaff
Find the
answers, quantum gains
There are no rules beyond the general
Every battle
fought alone
Inside your head you play the game
Guessing at
the little known
There’s never facts many enough
To satisfy
the need
Judgements made on the fly, for
Completion of
the deed
Symbiotic outputs
from vastly different brains
Trained to be cooperative
Common goal
instilled remains
Bottom line what is needed
Not genius
print or media
A person that charisma hosts
The mystery
we call leader
There is a line twixt health and ill
Difficult to
define
Across that line I occasionally step
When I’ve had
too much of wine
My legs refuse to carry me
Swell beyond
belief
The cure is not definitive
I’m desperate
for relief
Suddenly my view of life
Is tempered
by the pain
Next time a glass of wine is offered
Perhaps I
will refrain
But then again it’s not for sure
The wine, my
health will rout
Perhaps I’ll risk another glass
And pray I
won’t get gout
God I’m not but still I must
Decide the
fate of man
Deprive the children of a father
Though vile
this head of clan
Rupture days for families
Though less then
perfect now
Destroy the fabric of their lives
Pay for past
somehow
I agonize to tear asunder
So many
dependencies
The fall of one will hurt so many
Succumbed to
lies, false prophecies
I take not lightly this hammer strong
I am about to
swing
The damage will irrevocable be
No joy to me
will bring
But right is right and many have
Been cheated
and abused
Their cause must be attended to
Future safety
introduced
I must not fear to do the deed
So many count
on me
To end the evil reign of him
Who laughs at
decency
To beat the man at his own game
To get inside
his head
To understand where weakness is
I play at
being led
Ego is his greatest strength
And also
weakness too
It blinds him from what he should know
Helps me give
him what is due
I do not have to sneak up
Or hide my
clear intention
He is so sure it will not happen
My words draw
no attention
He measures me by his own stick
But I live
differently
I give no sign the end has come
To patience,
quietly
He deems me weak cause I won’t do
The things if
places switched
That he invokes that I will not
Or to him I
will be hitched
But once I move it will be swift
No quarter
will I give
I’ll fight this battle only once
And grieve
but not forgive
I saw a man with family
He was alone,
yet he had three
He paced the floor, they sat still
There was a
space, warmth didn’t fill
His eyes told me he wasn’t there
But deep
within himself somewhere
Troubled by a thought profound
An answer
sought but not yet found
I’ve been that place, he is in
Where lust
for life is wearing thin
Decision certain he must make
The path to
choose he dreads to take
He must exercise his will
Or surely life will make him ill
And leave a void he’ll never fill…
Delicate, and poised
Yet shy in her approach
Her quiet beauty radiates
She’s careful,…wont encroach
Eyes that smile in baby blue
A voice that
captivates
Innocence pervades her face
Understanding,
she relates
There is a warmth unspoken here
That puts me
quite as ease
My tension with most strangers
She quickly
has released
She is a joy to be around
Her presence
brings a smile
This trip I am quite fortunate
Know an angel
for a while
“Sunday morning coming down”
A song sung in
the past
Creates a picture, lonely feelings
Isolation
holds you fast
A stranger on a Sunday, not
Part of any
plan
As lost as any soul can be
Leaves hollow
any man
Quiet streets, empty byways
A world
behind closed doors
From the outside, longing inward
Want a
taste,… used up your stores
It’s not as if you hear their laughter
Or gasp from
loves caress
It’s hearing, seeing, knowing nothing
That makes
your heart a mess
You know the world still breathes as always
But now its
breath it holds
Hoping you will go away
So life can be more bold
You imagine many things behind
The shutters that are closed
Substance does concern you not
Be included
you’re disposed
Need you have, to fill your self
As empty as
you are
No one’s listening to your plea
Get yet,…
another scar
My life is nearly perfect now
I have all I
seem to need
Perhaps a little more is mine
Relief from
it I plead
A life lived long and caring was
Devoted to
the many
But now the time has come to say
My time, I
have not any
I wouldn’t change the past if could
It needed to
be done
The seed of life within my breast
Now needs its
freedom won
A time for me to feel the sun
Whether cloud
or rain is here
To loose my mind, let it fly free
No
obligations mine to fear
A time to be, just who I might
Or not if is
my liking
To be un-tethered for a time
Follow
whatever is exciting
To make my way where I left off
So many years
ago
I’m all I was plus much much more
To my
potential I must go
So hear me “Lord”, I’m not ungrateful
For all I
have today
But let me stand alone, for a moment
Let me shine,
as me, if I may.
Moving time is near, but where, I have no clue
Unless I find
a home real soon
I’ll need a tent for two
What we have is better, than what is seen, we cry
It’s in a
place no longer right
For us to even try
So off we go, try again, find a place to suit
In and out of
dirt and splendor
Fail?, the question’s moot
Day by day we come and go, the deadline’s getting closer
It all seems
futile, time is running
And the houses are getting grosser
Not to worry, we have faith, we’ll see it through and done
It’s always
darkest ‘fore the light
Stones unturned, we’ll leave but none