Best Introspectionwork Poems
Metaphoric Maze
Still damp from the wash of a waking dream I realize the pain from the past and how much
its lied
Although not by force I was led to believe in the dimmest of truths thus kept awash in grief
All of the many things now remade as they truly were splendid things simple hidden treasure
Grasping at the meaning from the other side of the murky metaphor is finally a thing not so
futile
It has always been worth the while even as the seconds have become long yet timeless years
My epic life a work of art the masters of fate around me still hard at work in bliss and
contempt
As I look down on the tableau from where I’ve become the high road, I can see it very
clearly now
It has never been the easy path filled with twist, turns, danger, and despair but so worth it all
Erected by cause and effect as a monument for later travelers to ponder as they reach for
the summit
Yes as feeble as it may seem the wizened ones were so right, the journey is its own reward
spinning always spinning
like a windmill in my mind
through dark tunnels
as we funnel
things that work and don't work right
never ending, always beginning
a prefect circle in a spiral
you, the ring around my moon
in the night sky rising higher
ripples flowing, ever growing
from a stone thrown in a stream
thunder crashing, lightning flashing
tenacious and forgiving
music ringing, keep on singing
as we write a sweet refrain
dancing, ever dancing
raindrops on the window's pane
the key to every lock you hold
closing and opening doors
a lighthouse abiding, safely guiding
my boat unto your shore