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Saturday, November 19, 2016

i awoke this morning
to my right knee
it was singing
a dirge

not heard
but felt
but i supplied
the lyrics

the song
in an unknown
minor key and
way off pitch

my fault
not the knee
i treated it
with disrespect


Thursday, November 10, 2016

today was awful
but tomorrow will come

you said something wrong
but tomorrow will come

but if it doesn't
then.............

Friday, October 07, 2016

the more things change
the more they actually remain the same
we will never control the outcome

the only control we have
is how we perceive what has occurred
and how to proceed

we do not grow
but we can decline
because of what happens to us

we only grow
when we rise above
things we can never control




Tuesday, September 13, 2016

time
we define it
we put
numbers
on it

we have dates
we have days
months
years
centuries

but
with all our
math
our desires
we still can't control it

time
is
a hunter
time
is a destroyer

eventually
we
must
pay the piper
aka time

we can
run from time
we can do what we can
to keep time at
arms length

but regardless
of our weak human attempts
time will win
our only choice
use what time we have.........





Friday, September 02, 2016

yesterdays
gone
but remembered

some
remembered
quite fondly

some
forgotten
some on purpose

tomorrows
anticipated
but not revealed

but
today
yes today

it's
where
we must exist






Monday, August 22, 2016

storms came
both in life
and to the earth
but in the aftermath
things that have existed
are gone, destroyed

but in the aftermath
some survive
and something new
may spring forth
the trick is
survive..........

deal with it
morrow the loss
hold on to
what remains
but most of all seek
what is new

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

summer's heat
depletes the body
of energy
of fluids
and the mind
of resolve

the only
respite
is the summer rain
yet this summer
the rains have
been a no show

grass is brown dying
only the weeds
are green
and like the grass
my soul looks for
the healing rain




Sunday, July 03, 2016

life
what is it
is it a series
of random
events

is it
a series of
problems
random or
ordained

are we the product
of are genetic
makeup
just a roll of the
genetic dice

or rather
our up bringing
lessons learned
from parents
or from life

or a
combination
of both
or are there
other factors

is there an
influence of
the divine
or of
evil

but whatever the
influence maybe
it's my life
it's my choice
my destiny






Sunday, June 26, 2016

night descends
maybe
maybe not

and i turn off
the lights
and rest

if sleep evades
then the 'dreams'
are of my choosing

if sleep comes
when sleep comes
where do my dreams come from?

and how do i react
to those random dreams
or are they really random

who
or what
chooses

and more
importantly
WHY?



Friday, June 24, 2016

life returns
grass that was brown
now is green

trees that were
bare, skeletons
leaves have returned

goslings, baby woodchucks appear
running, eating, playing
their parents watching

my soul
after a winter's nap
begins to awake





Monday, June 06, 2016

night is upon me
the body is tired
the eyelids heavy
but the mind
the mind
refuses to cooperate

it spins
like a whirling dervish
over many years
and much practice
i can control
my physical form

but with my best effort
complete control
of my mind eludes me
in fact, at times
i have no control over it
at all...........[sigh]


Monday, May 16, 2016

i decided
long ago that
i would not
conform

i would not
follow the path
that others
set for me

did i make mistakes
absolutely
but it was my
choice

for better
or worse
i accept my
responsibility

no one
other the me
is
responsible

i accept what
I've become
not always 'pretty'
but it is 'me'

would i change a thing
obviously but
my choice and
my pain but
my joy





Tuesday, May 03, 2016

ghosts
from the past
not ghosts
but friends/enemies
from the
distance past

memories
i thought
long dead
buried
gone
lost for ever

but resurrection
theologically
a good concept
but with memories
definitely
a mixed bag




Sunday, May 01, 2016

old friends
old peeps
i knew
who probably
don't remember me
and some that i
don't remember
but they do me

and then there is
adolescents
frankly
much of it
i would rather
forget
but sadly
can't

were we foolish
or just learning
to learn...........

Monday, April 18, 2016

yesterday
had
way too
many

today
way too
many of
those

tomorrows
how
many
not sure

my point
i can only
live for
today

Sunday, April 17, 2016

The leaves of fall lay on the ground
As I rake, I’m reminded of my past
Like pages of a tattered book
They lie around me as the leaves

Some brightly colored
Some dingy and old
Some forgotten
Some remembered

Some remembered
That would be best forgotten

I rake them in piles
No order
The good with the bad
All in a pile

I bag them
For the trash
But in my haste
A few escape

But whether
To trouble
Or to cheer
Ah there’s the question

Job’s done
For another year

[one of the first poems i posted online....but is worth a second look]
Why
Oh why
Is it?
When I am at my lowest
Physically
It seems that my muses
Are
At their highest level
It seems that when strength evades me
My mind and the spiritual
Are at their
Apex

[a re-post of a poem i wrote about 10 years ago]

i now 
understand
it's only thru
pain
suffering
distress
that truth
and beauty 
can be seen
and 
understood

Monday, April 11, 2016

irritation
physical
used to it
tolerate it
can control it

but
day to day
routine
i hate it
i get
frustrated

life
is not
simple
but it is
survivable


Saturday, March 26, 2016

before
you tell me
what i should do
what i should think
walk
68 years
in my
shoes

impossible
i know
i may listen
but don't expect
me
to walk in
lock step
with your ideas

Friday, March 18, 2016

an old friend
has past in to
the place that
we must all
eventually follow

expected
but not wanted
known but
at this point
unknown

but regardless
i will miss
my old friend
rest in peace
Matt

Wednesday, March 02, 2016

in the darkness he waits
watches
seen yet unseen
known yet not known
expected but not understood
longed for but never found
yet someday
sometime
somewhere
he will be made know
cross my path
and be understood
but for now
fate
waits

[a re post of a poem i wrote several years ago]

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

cold...rain...ice...
my body confined to my  rooms...

but my mind
soars
wanders
to places both seen
and unseen

to places the do exist
did exist once
that may exist
in some future
time
space
or reality
or have never
or will never
exist

except in my mind
in my rooms

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

If I knew then?
but i didn't

If i took another path?
but i didn't

If someone would have warned me?
but they didn't

Or maybe they did
and i didn't listen

But would I go back and change anything
not a chance

for all the missteps
i survived


Wednesday, January 27, 2016

were our yesterdays
really the best of days
we were younger
full of enthusiasm
but little experience
even less knowledge
and virtually  no wisdom

were they really
the best of our
days....


Sunday, January 17, 2016

the wind is fickle
where will the snow fall
if to our advantage
just a trace
if not then
we become buried

life is no
different


Saturday, January 16, 2016

sleep
evades
me

mind
in
chaos

no
solution
yet

until
fatigue
overwhelms

when i
awake
what then

Monday, January 11, 2016

life do we know it
we're in it, really
but do we ever
truly understand it

i think not
the whirlwind
that is to me
confusing

do i rebel
i think not
i embrace
it


tell me
what i can't do
what i shouldn't do
i may listen
i may comply

i respect
the opinion
of elders
teachers
parents

but tell me
what i should do
what i should think
what i should believe
"Houston we have a problem here"

i reserve
the right
to make
my own
choices

[credit for the quote to the Apollo 13 crew]
ideas
thoughts
swirl
in the maelstrom
that could be called
my mind

some to
collide
with others
and explode
falling into
a black hole

yet others
thru a process
that could be called
crasis
survive
and grow

Sunday, January 10, 2016

yesterdays
too many to
remember

tomorrows
how many
none sure

today
ah today
enough said

Wednesday, January 06, 2016

strife
is life possible

without it
i'd say no

but how
do we react

do we run
from it

or do we
embrace it

which
possiblity

produces
growth

Tuesday, January 05, 2016

i am
a simple man
at least
to me

yet but to
many
i am
an enigma

my fault
or simply
their
problem
life is
what you make
of it

really
not sure
too simple

what about
genetics
or nurture

it is what
we make of it
but within

set limits
we can expand
our boundaries

but we can't
escape our
our roots