Your wishes- good life
For grace to flee... every strife
Makes money so rife.
From heaven's real joy:
What earth duly plays a toy...
Can't stop your way, boy.
Your days full of stress,
Blessings host to fortune's mess;
Earth's depth can't oppress.
Your gladdened heart blends...
Beyond the doubt of fake friends,
Mere silence suspends.
Rejoice, earthly lad...
For what vanity makes glad;
Death shades cum life's tad.
She was pretty, but did she have a personality?
She was a sweetie, but can she even write poetry?
She was yours, but she wasn't as honest and as real as me.
Nothing short of a gift
time is the source of life itself
~ the seeds to your garden
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
I am so scared to fall for another again
Completely terrified
I don't want to be hurt like the last time
Something I heard that always stuck with me, "You can't control how another hurts you, but you can control how you choose to respond to it."
People who thought they knew love, wounded me
Love didn't hurt me
It nourished me
It sat with me when I was completely and utterly alone
It never left me through all the darkness and hurt
It never judged
It never ridiculed
It never abused
It just loved
And because of that
I will continue to believe in love
I will continue to have faith in love
My heart only continues to grow stronger because of love
My path becomes clearer because of love
Yes, my heart did not know how to protect or guide its self from another that fabricated love
But it became its own protector
Its own warrior
But no matter the hurt
No matter the pain
No matter what
I can't just turn my back on love
Love will always have a place by my side
And that will always be my default
If you choose default,
who's to blame, at fault,
when fault lines fail?
Is it He/She or Me?
Politicians ready to bet
Will play with the national debt
They think they control
How the dice will roll
But may cause a gambler’s regret
Authors note: Last time this happened, the Federal Government shut down and stopped making payments to its employees. The air traffic controllers who were working without pay started a slow down and President Trump decided to give in rather than face a catastrophe.
This time, it looks more serious as some in Congress feel they can use the debt limit to force concessions. This could get very ugly in June. Imagine if social security payments stop. Until then, the government will use accounting tricks to pay our obligations. Of course, we should reduce spending and adjust taxation for fairness and to promote the health of our planet, but we need a long-term sensible negotiated bipartisan plan for that.
Nothing hurts more
than the blunted arrow
the grazing punch,
the half-slur.
Insinuation
from a sibilant slander
whispered to a sleeping cat
haunts many ears.
She was a woman dammed to be
a love for me. My curse
was to desire her.
We were a cage-fight for passions
yet in the end
no one was hailed a winner,
we limped away
damaged by near misses.
Nothing stings
as much as a sharp pen
made to snap and scratch
upon a blank page.
People will read,
peer between lines
that are not there.
Swear they knew all a long
we were flailing beneath
a hurricane that had no eye
and a storm that had no teeth.
Lots of things simply aren’t my fault
But then, some are…clearly by default.
--from one of my poems
All the young Jews,
all the young Christians,
all the young Muslims,
debt to confuse
Abraham crying,
prophesy fading,
hellish debentures
—Heaven to lose
(The New Room: July, 2021)
If nothing can be done
—do nothing
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
My Dad always used to say
Better to win honestly and
with integrity in tact
Than by default
Because your competition was
having a bad or off day
A hollow victory is still a victory
to some, it still gets your name
engraved on the trophy
Champion elect for the year
What was,
became you
What will be,
becomes you
What could be,
belies you
What is
—befalls
(Dreamsleep: September, 2020)
A teacher will at some ask of you ?
What do you want to be when you
grow up ?
And as i owned a train set my dream
job always was to be a train driver
And so one day when i grew up
the opportunity came my way
and i grabbed it with both hands
And happy was i very much to
go to work each day
Until one day some man i never knew
threw himself underneath my train
And in doing so not only killed
himself but turned me into an
all be it unwilling accomplice to
his murder as well by default
And in the end lost his job being deemed no longer fit to work
Because eventually under constant
attack took to the bottle to drive the nightmare from his sleep
Because even by default and him
being an unwilling accomplice
He was still in fact party to a murder
No one
Never seen God
Ever sees his Men God
No one can hide from God
Very wide the eyes of God
No one God to witness
No Men is given this fitness
God is in complete at him no fault
Men are incomplete error made by default
Right here, right now, every day of my life,
I return to nothing at all,
Back to the place of four walls and a chair,
Back to a lifestyle default,
Where I can hear the voice whisper to me,
Close my eyes and see the voice dance,
Where I know the one true love of my life,
Is my solitary four twenty plant,
You see, way down inside in the deeper than deep,
It’s the place where I feel the most,
It’s the way I can live after the day has occurred,
Where I snuggle belief, trust and hope,
I’m alone with nothing on detention again,
Detention with my very best friend,
Where I will discuss and talk about life,
With this love living up in my head.
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