Emissions from a troubled heart,
Expulsions from a disturbed mind,
Despair projects out like a dart,
Saddling gloom ruptures from the rind.
There is a tranquil flow of glee,
Resonance of harmony strings,
Happiness displaces melee,
The forlorn self stands up and sings.
The soul opens wide its door to light,
Renaissance walks into its room,
Freed from the tendrils of the night,
Its delicate boughs sprout and bloom.
Though dawn chariots the untold,
The mind is steel-towered and bold.
June 12, 2023.
I didn’t know it at the time,
but my misspent youth was planned
The training ground for what I’d write,
then hard to understand
The many schools, the teachers chides,
expulsions my reward
Postgraduate work for future truth,
all voices untoward
The risks were high, survival mined,
Shangi-La, a vagrant’s room
My pen disclaimed, all actions shamed,
flat broke one afternoon
From the diner’s window I heard the song
that turned my life around
As Gregg Allman sang ‘Melissa,’
my true destiny was found
And today I harbor no regrets,
there’s no one left to blame
As I write the words for me hard one
—my sinful past reclaimed
(Strafford Pennsylvania: July, 2019)
‘Thank You, Gregg—I Miss You’
Maternal maidens modestly make miracles
Incubating infants into incarnation
Loyally loving laundering life
Completing consciousness crowns, circulating
Fortuitous freedom, forgiving
Enlarged egocentric expulsions
Boundlessly boiling beseeching brothers
Preventing planetary peace
Wisely Worship women with wholeness...
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