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O’ Be Careful, Me,…
O’ Be Careful, Me—for the Life I seekThose things I chase; they are not free.I must accept, I may seem weak,& yet endure, times dreary—bleak,For the courage, and the will to be! For all I’ve known;What I’ll pursue,of riches, of knowledge, of worldly fame,I’ll deeply rue,In pains, and sighs, and aches, and shame,& of all…
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The Stoic
All of this… All of this; is in my mind,All the searing, all the scaring,All the trucing all the waring;& in breaking, I am taking,All the joy, that’s left behind,All of this, is in my mind… Mindless chatters, heals yet shatters,Worrying over endless matters,Now it batters each bone, it shudderspillars, Never knew I confined,Yet all…
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The Shadow of God
Still can I look the sky in the eye,& Speak God “O God I know;You cannot turn to me now, & lo,To find me, then, about to die —About to Lose my Flux and Flow;About to lose my wherefore & why.But if you will, I shall not, though;I shall not seek, nor I’ll comply.Yet need…
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Confession
I have a thing for keeping things;for holding on,for knowing not,when songs should no longer be sung…I have a thing for keeping things,For aging — trying to stay young,& though I know I’ve had my lot,I still cling on,I have a thing for keeping things…for holding on,for knowing not,how to move on —how to wrong…
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The Midwife
There has been a God unknown, a Man disowned,A saint withdrawn, A sinner stoned,A newly-born, Life does untuck,through the weights of inexpression;Timeless shackles of recession,and deeming doom in every luck,The midwife’s sin remains misatoned;One Life…unendingly postponed…
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Dismay is Godsend…
Going by, day by day;each, inescapably, does end.I meet that bittersweet dismay,& shake despondency — my friend,For I’m a man of dust & clay.Of shattered dreams & hopes misspent.Of hoping, dreaming, must I pay,or of my limits stay contend,But choose I pave my frontiers way,& choose I break yet to transcend.For much as ache they…
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