Tag: thoughts

Eclipse

The earth along its course

Divides the constant light;

Ne’er Sun nor moon can force

Their fulgence through the night.

 

Yet as the sun and moon

By fate are torn apart,

Together they are hewn

And each reveals its heart.

 

The sight of blood on high,

Is beauty made of grief;

An emblem in the sky

Of what you are to me.

 

For though the moon and sun

Are riven to the core,

And sundered one from one,

A beauty forms once more.

 

We watch the moon turn red,

A rose encased above,

The stars a diamond bed,

Beneath the sign of love.

 

01.28.19

Guide

Meetings, greetings, follow me,
Upward, downward, soon you’ll see
Worlds below with dark untouched;
Skies above, their laughter rushed.

Each of us must find a way,
Onward, backward, course to stay.
Some escape and lose their mind,
Others, peace, in journeys find.

Creature simple, complex soul,
Inward, outward, come up whole.
Search the paths you know so well,
Question, answer, ponder, dwell.

7.19.19

Parting

When parting ways as we must do,

My heart does break for leaving you.

As life flows on, and we are caught

In currents strong, I have the thought:

 

That though we seek to fight the tide,

Perhaps it’s best, the swell to ride.

It’s all in vain to force our way,

For fate will have the final say.

 

And though it seems that we are lost,

Forever parted, torn, and tossed,

There is a hope for you and me,

For fate to change, and peace to be.

 

02.23.18

Poem from December

I search among the shadows great,

But I am all too filled with hate

To see beyond the striking black.

This path of doom, this lonely fate,

Is filled with those of rot and wrack,

And with them now I take this track.

 

I only wish to see some light,

But finding none to left or right

I stumble on through slimy air.

So long ago I lost my fight

All thought or any shred of care

Has left me now, alone and bare. 

 

This pain I feel, the grief of loss,

Has caused my inner thoughts to toss,

And in my heaviness and shame

I realize that this weighty cross

Is greater than my weakened frame.

Someone else must take my blame.

 

12.14.18

Oil Black

Oil black that runs below,

Blood of hearts when lifeless squeezed,

River night in ceaseless flow:

Souls of men by tyrants seized.

 

Bridges cross and so do we;

Some shall fall and all shall rot.

None untouched, or living free:

Souls of those in currents caught.

 

Darkness swells, I swim in vain,

Fighting deep for every breath;

Giving in despite the pain:

Soul of one now doomed to death.

 

04.16.19

Waking Up this Morning

Waking up this morning,

Climbing out of bed;

Staring in the mirror

At my sleepy head.

 

Going through the motions,

Packing up my stuff;

Trusting in the notion

That I can be enough.

 

Enough all on my own,

Enough to do my tasks,

Enough while all alone,

Enough! Enough! Enough with all the masks.

 

Crushed by all the sadness,

Pushed beyond my strength;

Caused by my own selfish

Need to self-sustain.

 

04.09.19

Computers Surround Me

Computers surround me here in my head,

I can’t keep this up anymore.

I want to go home and climb into bed,

What am I doing this for?

 

Is there a reason beyond my own will

For me to keep going like this?

For days to go by with life sitting still;

Where is the joy that I miss?

 

Forward they tell us, we cogs in the wheel,

So moment by moment we grind.

So slowly each day we can’t really feel

When our souls have left us behind.

 

Serious thoughts and wrinkled up faces

Are all that I see when I dare.

Are we just here to fill these blank spaces?

Why do I bother to care?

 

Albiet these thoughts are not really present;

Creeping below out of reach.

Creeping my conscience away from the question:

“Who was I fashioned to be?”

 

07.03.19