In increments un founding maze
my eye once twinkling, now in haze
not seeing, only feeling's phase
that knows some emptiness, not craze!
As when the pain, exaction, plays
upon my faith, to altar's scare,
the small ideal, all lessons raise
does still abound it's focused stays!
That picking voice, no sound's exchange
but endless prattle, toward its ways
so hearing nothing, nothing lays
within my path, but not relay!
Creations living, bosomed soul
this then, the else of time's replay
that speaks and sings, within's abode
as sameness striving's . . . not obey!
Crying Skies
Slate grey ceiling…
Somber feeling…
Puddles your kids wait to walk in
Materialize before our eyes
While thunder does most of the talkin’
Cold winds comin’…
Raindrops drummin’
Calls the god, Zeus, into action
Unleashing lightning, brilliant and frightening,
Splitting the sky with exaction
Air pressure fallin’
Forest birds callin’
Creatures all huddled in masses
Shiver and shake, their lives all at stake
Watching the storm till it passes
Sun saunders in…
Shower bands thin…
Rivers respond and run quicker
Oceans grow wide, still tickling inside
From Heaven’s abundant free liquor
The breath of the sea…
High humidity…
Clouds billowed on the horizon
Glow scarlet in morning
An adequate warning
That tempests and tempers are rising
A vein, cooperation, victory's strife
like seining my contention, freed insight
that willful indignation, now dulls knife
no need for aberration, no contrive!
I weary not my focus, scored relief
in forging's celebration cruel, not grief ~
still haunted by relations mourned belief,
a cry is gathered inward, 'morrow's thief!
Now wait upon redemption, trust's retrieve
the more I do in gracing, some achieve,
the soul's set contemplation, war's conceive
grows weary in reaction's counter cleave!
and weeps within to fraction disbelief
truth's render in exaction ~ dare receive!
Trepidation although is apprehension
Rankle causes much irritation.
Enmity what a deepseated hatred
Meretricious always vulgar when stated.
Embroil involves a hostile reaction
Nemesis our inflicter of exaction.
Denial is often refusal to grant the truth
Obloquay utterances of discredited ill repute.
Ululation allows lamenting loudly
Salutations express good will proudly.
Tremulous leaves one timid and fearful
Ideology aspires our cultures tenfold.
Dread is a profound fear and terror
Ardor is a passionate zeal we conjour.
Literacy's our strongest armor from birth
Ostracizing accomplishes nothing on earth.
Fallible teaches were all capable of erring
Tenuous at best foster's very little for sharing.
Obstinately stubbornly adhering to the course
Resurrecting our voiceless thoughts of remorse.
Tenacity well preserved, lends one true to themself
Unequivocal doubts of blatant misunderstanding oneself.
Rigidity prevents us from participating in life
Empowerment allows passage to surrender our strife.