Stephen Kilmer Poet Free verse

Tilt-O-Whirl Dreams

Tonight it starts again.
The longing for something I can’t have.  
A life that is meaningful.  
I claw and scrape the surface of humanity.  
A bubble that wont’ be burst.  
I am on the outside looking in.  
Tilt-o-whirl dreams spin out of control until I am dizzy.  
I need to get my bearings, put away my dreams of other summers
Filter the shadows of my life  
Are their lives as messed up as mine?
Is there perfect harmony?
Can it be reached in a Buddhist Temple on a steppe in Tibet?  
Would a mantra, robe, and sandals free me?  
Or would I long for a cheeseburger, maybe a bag of fries…”could you super size that please?” 
 
These are the burning questions that keep me awake at night.
  
There’s a brindle dog that sleeps under my house at night.    
As long as I don’t let him in he doesn’t know what he is missing.  
Toss him a bone and he’s ecstatic.  
Me I am full of blue trombone solos that no one wants to hear.  
Jeez you would think every now and then someone would want to know why the shadows on my face never change, but no one dares to ask.  
They would get an answer they’re not prepared for,  
An answer full of blue ruin and rag water.

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Karen Anglesey July 29, 2013 at 9:08 PM Buddhist Temples, Tibet and blue ruin with rag water. You went full circle with this one. I appeal to the dark side when Buddhists and Jesus are part of the equation. Wish I could articulate your effectiveness better... Excellent Stephen Kilmer July 29, 2013 at 9:16 PM A kindred soul. We have much to talk about and plenty of time in which to do it. I like your style and love your keen sense of whit and introspection. We share the love of words. Kilmer

Heather Secrest July 28, 2013 at 7:13 PM If there isn't true harmony in the world, at least there can be happines. - Heather Stephen Kilmer July 29, 2013 at 7:42 AM Hard to be happy when your constantly bombarded by materialistic pitchmen. If I could find peace I could find happiness. thanks for you comments, please come back. Kilmer

Cherie Thomas July 25, 2013 at 11:01 PM You capture, how I often feel at times...im not sure if, there is perfect harmony...maybe for some, not in this life maybe for all its just an illusion, of what a perfect life is....that question may linger in the mind untill we are replenished, I like your uniqueness:0) thankyou4sharing,,,, Kilmer... Stephen Kilmer July 26, 2013 at 5:44 AM Yes that is the burning question what is our purpose. I struggle daily with it. Yet, I carry on. I like your comment I think you "get it" and that means a lot to me. Thanks for taking the time to read my work. Kilmer