Autumn (Change)

Autumn An introverted poet Often it is an inanimate life Filled with avoidance Loneliness Introspection Questions Doubts   People seem more like interruptions Than the gifts they truly are I can sit all night and wish upon a star Yet if there is no one else to share it with What does it ever really…

Petting Pixie

Petting Pixie When one can write about everything It can be hard to write about anything I could write about penguins and naps I could talk about brie cheese or traps There could be all sorts of adventuresome meanderings Or I could simply sit here and pet the dachshund Otherwise she would go on one…

The Day After the Best Day

  The Day After the Best Day It’s funny how I want certain days to linger Almost drowning in all of the goodness Exhausted from the fun Yet, a night of sleeping later I awake to a sense that all of that is now a memory There is stillness in the now Unknowing in the…

The Throne

The Throne You know I could drone on like the typical sad poet But then I thought, “today I don’t have to do that at all” Yes there is darkness, evil, and ugliness But there is also light, good, and beauty   I get to choose which one to focus on   Even in the…

T=mg+ma

T=mg + ma These paradoxes are killing this Western man I’m told that giving up is the way to life Then giving up is the way to shame I’m told that rest brings me to peaceful healing Yet I rest and become more lame I’m not saying the truth is a lie But what I…

Outside

Outside Im glad to hear children playing outside Their laughter permeating all walls and barriers Breaking through the barricades Tearing down the bleak tirades Of shortening days and greater distances Greater distances that must be spanned With great tenacity, greater veracity All contained within the sounds of children laughing   I place my head on…

Choices

Choices Too many choices now I could spend the rest of my days Searching for everything that is nothing Toys, games, vacations, wares Clothes, phones, mutual fund shares I don’t even have to get up from the couch I can sit here like a leather slouch Consuming all that comes into my orbits Yet there…

Upturned

Upturned Overwhelmed I cannot tell if it is evil I cannot tell if it is good It might even be both Just being tossed heels over head Is this life or is this death? Who can tell in these deep, cold waters? Or maybe all of this tumult Is a sign I am almost to…

The Battle

The Battle Sometimes I just sit and ponder and wonder At the great, great beauty of the world, Versus the great, great evil At first I thought all the evil was found where people were I was right However, then I realized Some of the greatest beauty was found Where people were, where the people…

Determined

Determined I haven’t written in quite some time In prose or poetry or broken rhyme I’ve simply walked along the pathways Living life, watching days Drifting along as the ancient sails Their ancient groans and cries and wails Still circle this blue globed earth Still fill the seas with joy and mirth As they are…

Significant

Significant It’s quiet here But life is noisy The real world is full of noise and chaos So why do I like the silence so much? What is it here that makes me feel alive? Out there in the bustle I am a loner, a misfit The flashing screens make my brain repulse The noise,…

Walk

Walk Can I walk with a pen? Can I take steps along paths unknown Along the ways of wisdom known for ages? To see what has yet to be seen To hear what has yet to be heard Words that have always been spoken Do I have eyes to see, ears to hear? Do I…