enlightenment poems

Acquiescence | Kenneth Vincent Walker

So I sit here amongst
Rabbits and squirrels,
While birds charmingly
Chirp, as my pain dulls.

For the wildlife are mainly
Content in just being free,
But I’ve Acquiesced to a
System that’s broken me.

Nature has a natural way
Of soothing the savage
Beast, and also the ability
Of granting my release.

It took me too many frozen
Years to finally understand
That there’s more to life
Than money, and more to

This world than any mere
Mortal can comprehend.

In Dark | Cattail Jester

Stumble & stammer
I’ll find my way
there is a stone
inside me
that will not grind
itself away easily
some things in life
are worth the fight
a flush of anger
a core
to support worlds
building a structure
so the crawl may
be on knees,
shaken,
the path goes on
to the lighted mouth
of the yawning cave.

Outcast | JD DeHart

I remember in my
ignorant, growing youth
the temptation to be
rude to the outcast.
To align myself with a
seemingly popular set.
At first, I have in.
But there was a time
I finally decided a voice
of grace and good will
far outweighed the need
to fit in with all the nasty
in the world.

More at https://jddehartfeaturepoems.blogspot.com.

Sure | JD DeHart

He was sure
he knew until they
sat and talked

Thought he had
the culture pegged
after years of
absorbing knowledge

Then the Other
became more and more
like himself, and
the more he heard
the more he knew.

More at http://jddehartpoetry.blogspot.com/.

Burn Like a Fish | G. Louis Heath

Burn like a fish in the deepest
trench. The bright light of one

is ineluctable. Fiat lux! Lambent
shine is a light borne on each.

Wait not the beacon on high, for
no mountain of salvation looms.

No searing rays lift you to heal
your blindness. You can march in

parades and wave bright cloth, to
no avail. These are your eyes, not

theirs, yours for to see. Burn now
and see from the darkest depths.

Enough Enough | Russ Cope

When is enough
enough
When do we grow tired
of the wall-building
of boundaries to push each
other away
When we begin to listen
and learn again
Embracing our own
inner power to reason.

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