What is your North Star,
Your moral compass
Which all your oughts and shoulds
And not good enoughs revolve around?
Every time we see the world
Either as good or needing to be better
We’re judging by an internal compass
It has taken a lifetime to form.
And it’s a compass
Influenced by and expressing
Everything we have ever learned
Everything we have ever been taught.
And yet, what actually is it?
What actually forms it, and what do we do
To make sure our heart and mind
Aims to a true north?
(8/1/25)
Categories:
enoughs, culture, education, introspection, perspective,
Form: Narrative
My insecurities, taunting me
With the s i l e n t treatment, enoughs
Stirring up doubt inside, where
I hide all the loose ends, the frailties
Little uncertainties, haunting me
With the assumptions, the assurance
I’m not good enough, never
Good enough – wise enough,
Kind enough – bright enough
Never will be sure enough
Can’t imagine being pure enough
No, I know I’ll never be enough
I know I’m not enough,
But, still I want the joy, the love
That comes from sharing my life
Without someone I love,
Someone who will understand,
The wonder of a friend,
The tenderness of a man,
It must be God’s plan…
Because He gave me someone to love
Someone who is sure, makes me feel secure,
Comforts and encourages, soothes away
My doubts, the darkness, the past –
Lifts me out of the clouds that blot out
My dreams, my faith, my hope
He quiets ever tear, all the fear
With the promise that He is here
Always, throughout it all, through every year…
My knight in shining armor – and, I love him so – love him so much more
Categories:
enoughs, angst, anxiety, emotions, fear,
Form: Free verse
Give me space
I want to disappear
I’m purposely invisible
There’s nothing to see here
Allow my disconnection
As I'm guarded and afraid
My boundaries have been set
Don't approach my barricade
Packing and triggered
Examining my impurities
I turn my weapons inward
and unload insecurities
All of my “not good enoughs”
Fire off round by round
Stinging as they strike
I’m left hollow on the ground
I wait to be discovered
Isolated by my own refrain
I’m suffering in solace
because I should have shared my pain
I concealed my weaknesses
and hid all my frustration
Disengaging from a remedy
Through self-incarceration
The only way to heal
is not to go unharmed
but to inspire others
by living life unarmed
Categories:
enoughs, conflict, death, depression, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
Dreamy state of being
My heart harmonizing,
Harmonizing could of, should of,
and would of....
My mind wonders,
wonders of the why's
The was I good enoughs?
pretty enoughs?
Hmm...
Fantasizing till dawn
Night fall, realizing
My heart, my affection,
been slashed
Slash from deceitful
passion,
cloying nothings
misguided
temporary emotions
my soul left in the cold
longing for our spirits,
to union as one
left defeating war with
my head and heart
Only to realize
my hoping and wishing
been slashed....
Categories:
enoughs, betrayal, conflict, confusion, desire,
Form: Free verse
Do we have "enough" .
Will silver flakes of winter's blade
cut us down
or build us up.
Will our pasts behave like choir boys, stay in time
or re-emerge and scream and sting our eye.
Make us blind to hope and happiness.
Do we have "enough" to pluck the guts
from the chasms of experience.
To fashion buds of love
from the fiery depths of ego's lust.
Have we evolved "enough" to trust again...
when our old gray world blitzes in.
Swinging concrete fists of what's the use and what ifs.
Fill our starving souls with blackbird piss.
Do we have enough-enoughs to become an "us".
Categories:
enoughs, people,
Form: Rhyme
Rising
I climb towards the pinnacle of my mind
Slipping on my inconsistancies
Grabbing at the edges of my understandings
Afraid to look down
For fear I will fall into my abyss
My feet hold fast
Pushing me upwards
Extending my reach to the next crevice
My brain’s intricate folds
Jagged memories
This words I hold onto
They slow my ascent
My not good enoughs
My cannots
My I've always been this way
Here I am hanging upside down
Telling myself
I'm tired
I can't hold on
It's okay to let go
But wait
I grasp
I reach for the I can
Until I pull myself to solid ground
I stand upon my finite understanding
Now I realize I was never alone
Ropes of hope had held me in place
Over the landscape of my life my eyes trace
Seeing clearly my yesterday
Each step that led to today
All the people that helped me find my way
I realize I have not come to the end of me
My landscape is ever changing
I flap my wings and rise above my mountain
My possibilities are endless
For now my mind is free
In the distance
Eternity
Time is not insurmountable.
Categories:
enoughs, change, freedom,
Form: Free verse
Dear Future if there is one,
I'd like for yo to know
how our people were so careless
and destroyed the good Earth.
We sent poison to the atmosphere
and poured it on the ground.
Though good men warned us daily,
we would not heed their word.
The Earth that we inherited was beauty absolute.
We should have taken care of it,
God doesn't make one every day.
But we were seeking riches
and we found God's hidden treasures.
We squandered them so freely and
saved nothing for the future.
We forgot God's gift was finite
and that He could lose his patience.
At last He said, "Enoughs enough
and we have lost our home.
Like Adam and Eve before us,
we surrendered to our baseness.
The Earth could only take so much.
We have committed suicide.
I hope the Earth recovers
andwe can all enjoy its beauty.
Please take care of its treasures,
once they're gone , they're truly gone.
Categories:
enoughs, loss, care, care, earth,
Form: Free verse