A few weeks ago I stopped
smoking pot as an experiment.
Easier than I thought-
I’ve had practice. Depth
of feeling starts coming back
like micro-bullets to the cranium
so invisible to the naked eye that
every corner shields a perpetrator.
Part of me likes it, this blitz of feeling
because it turns out I’m masochistic
like that and feeling a pinch dead
gets boring after awhile. Creeps
up on you like an unwanted flat-
mate on a sock by sock flit
to your only spare room and you didn’t
even notice for the cupcakes.
But granted, everybody’s different.
Did you know that the worst
time to have a heart attack
is during a game of charades?
Demetri Martin said that.
A few weeks ago I wouldn’t
have laughed.
Yesterday I did.
imagine there is a war and nobody goes
turns swords into ploughshares instead
builds homeless shelters instead of bunkers
shares toil freedom and land
resists grabbing power
dresses in peace flags and love
the silent majority does not wish
to be slaughtered on battle fields
to satisfy greed and corruption
and they have a say because
they are the masses
we the people need to find our voice
a choir of compassion
and pacifist canon
rhymed metered and tranquil
poetry in untroubled stance and
rhythm of caring intention
I was once a soldier
had sold my soul to the highest bidder
to finance studies and life style
which still leaves a sour taste on my vita
today I am a simple poet
with something to say
quietly walk away from aggression
and hope that my bubble will spread
imagine there is a heaven
and we can stop burning bridges
as well as bear the cross on our shoulders
31st January 2023
Tomorrow’s glowing hope welcomes with bliss
Assuring good news of betterment gain*
Security’s peace that my heart won’t miss
While I abide in the Almighty’s reign
Sufficed to share more His bountiful grain.
Today’s turmoil will end, offering best
Gracious gain comes enriched by blest harvest
Healing pardon, redeeming my sick soul
Granting eternal life-gain midst faith's zest
Through the Saviour’s loving sacrifice-goal.
*1Timothy 6:6 But godliness with contentment is great gain.
March 28, 2020
3rd place, "Delightful Dizains" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Beth Evans; judged on 4/19/2020.
Elevated insight
So clear
Bright surety
Releasing the grasp of kaleidoscopic obscurity
Accepting any false judgments
Microscopic impurities
They are just contemporary deceits
Don't let them become your present day defeats
Don't feel compelled to let your life be kept discreet
You have the power to disagree
combating the issues of the common least
Questioning the integrity of cosmic longevity
You find that the truth isn't always so heavenly
You may want to give up
But there is no giving up gently
Escaping the influence of societal greed
I can't always be what you want me to be
You must fight
Fight hard and soft
And persevere till your knuckles bleed
Till there's nothing left but the will to be freed
Impassioned by the spirit to live
Tightening the rope
Till there's isn't any give
But to look in the reflection
And be able to forgive
Staring into our own eyes
This isn't the way it’s always been
But this is the time
for your journey to begin
Betterment of all,
A hand to the face,
Hugs wanted from those who do not exist;
Self-medication,
You’ll have to wait;
Self-medication,
You should have told others of your pain,
Before it was too late.
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