From my beautiful
lake house you can see
a million years in the future
Friendships lost
many images I thought
would line up
on my side of the lake
A distorted fun house mirror
all the funny cards
my so-called friendships
gave me
On the lake surface
a figure rows alone
he does not know
What he is doing.
A moment come
A moment gone
These nurtured lights
So lost in dawn
That taught in vain and burned in youth
Those simple lies
And ugly truths
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For one never knows what the night brings
Acquainted with its vague and fearful mares
A darkness must have shored those spirits of the wild
For nothing ever truly falls asleep
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I am
standing in the
madness swirl
of the rest
of the universe
All I had
to do
was open my
mind
Listen
to leaf whispers
find
the tallest place
Breathe in.
It’s been more than
a decade
I’m still learning how to be
still apprentice to myself
Still learning that
to argue takes you nowhere,
just a deserted road
of rambling words, thickets
of verbiage
Still learning that
any narrative
seems to have the theme
of not there yet,
developing as the character
discovers he or she
is someone else, the genre
unclear from the outset
A pin pushing its way
up a mammoth hill,
the sound of breaking
and movement.
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I sneeze
out
Knowing this world
tickles my nose
I have developed
an allergy to other people
One day maybe
I’ll get over it.
Speak the kind
word
do not speak
in haste
let your mouth
heal
the world
bringing
a small taste
of wisdom.
We must
learn to be citizens
of the world,
Listen to the narratives
and counter-narratives
of the people,
Pushing back and speaking
in the right places.
No more excuses
for a broken world,
no more words of parting,
High time for words
of knitting together,
songs of mending.
Dedicated to my nice friend Vasile
Dear friend
your name
and hear
your voice
your eyes
your smile
wonderful poetry
You inspire
my soul
So daily
you are
my poetry