Tag: thoughts

A Series

A Haiku
Yep, more words and stuff.
Been kinda boring so far.
At least I’m awake.

Another Haiku
Should I take more notes?
Not when there’s nothing to write.
So I guess I won’t.

Not a Haiku
Coffee poured or pressed
Is perfect for sipping
On those slow mornings
Before the fog drags off.
But Starbucks instead
Omits the thoughtful steep
Injecting quickly
Caffeine I really need.

2020

The Grass Slides By

The grass slides by – a rushing blur;
I’m running from what lies behind
But nothing’s really chasing me.

The wheels are spinning like my thoughts,
They’re wearing down my mind and strength
Each time I try to find an end.

This constant confusion and loss
Has grown as my shadow follows;
I watch as the sun goes to grey.

Tomorrow perhaps the new light
Will find me still searching the earth;
Eventually though I’ll be gone.

11.2.19

On Coming This Far

This road keeps on through day and night,
Further now from habits formed,
The vehicle that carries me
Brings me closer to my harm.

I know that as these wheels turn more
The pain I must endure nears.
This is the only way to form
New strength against my in-bred fears.

As questions form about the task
And fears return to whisper doubts,
I force myself to trust to fate
That from comfort drew me out.

This road keeps on and I with it,
Growing better day by day;
Though at this point I’m fighting still,
I look with longing down the way.

11.1.19

Generations

Souls of peace –
Silken lace and World War dreams.
Can I give a bit of thought?
The quarter turns and leaves are gone.

Silence speaks –
Christmas past and graves have grown.
Where’s the blood we loved in life?
The time has shifted yet again.

Dripping light –
Hope that spills in timeless death.
Who shall carry on our love?
The soil, children, trees, and stars.

11.2.19

Joy and Stillness

Joy and stillness both as one
Together fill my living soul.
I wish to leap and then to run,
Yet carefully to mull:

To ponder what this life is for –
Watching planets turn in time.
Each day learning further more;
Each tall precipice to climb

So, joy and stillness fill my heart
And guide me through my search.
Until at last I fill my part
And pass on though the lurch.

11.2.19

Gloom

Raining out and in my soul,
Falling where my slow steps go.
Sodden bits of thoughts still cling;
Never will my spirit sing.

Is this life? Then set me free.
Is this faith? I don’t believe.
The dreary wet of all these woes
Drives me downward to my foes.

Soon perhaps the pour will cease;
I could maybe find relief.
Till that time this weary tramp
Leads me further through the damp.

09.20.19

Sonnet of Loss and Hope

When Night upon the grass doth sit and chill

The earth with thoughts of grief and frozen death,

When ghosts come forth to haunt and make to kill

The joy we had with sharp and frozen breath.

 

All roads run straight before unto the end.

For down the paths below our mortal dust

All hope is torn and none shall mend,

For living, none can come below the crust.

 

Shall mem’ry pass and love of you forget?

As age and war the Halls of Mandos feed.

Shall time move on as if we’d never met?

As shades, we toss and break as withered reed.

 

But lo! This fleeting fear of mine is vain!

For sure as spring, the King must come again.

 

03.23.17

Within my Flesh

Within my flesh a wire grew,

Around my heart and in my mind.

It pierced my body slowly through,

And wound me with an inward bind.

 

It creeped along in such a way –

Steel forcing through my sinews taught –

I did not feel the growing pain,

Until my soul was firmly caught.

 

Too late I tried pull it free,

Enveloped by my flesh it clung,

And movement only tortured me;

My lungs of breath were slowly wrung.

 

07.24.19

I Spent My Chaos In Exchange

I spent my chaos in exchange

For empty space to sit and be.

My strange new place of respite gained,

I turned my thoughts away from me.

 

This moment still – a simple joy –

Allows my soul to find a stream

To think and trace with careful ploy,

How best to quench my thirst so deep.

 

When ‘round the bend my conscience plods

And finds there what I’d come to seek,

Then I perceive my own facade,

And from this cage I am set free.

 

07.25.19