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Telephone rings
Announcing your name
Caller ID pings
This is so insane
Selfish acts of subterfuge
Leaving us both confused
Despite the tightening noose
Calling you is what I choose-
I can’t let go
“Hi, how was your day?
What’s that you say?
Have I learned by now
How to play well with others?
What? No? I don't have to bother?”
(Your words stabbing like a shiv)
“You have your own life to live
You have your own love to give-
Just not to me”
Somber thoughts of divorce
Sucking all my vital force
This will be such a blow
To the people we know
As mute as a mime
Losing track of real time
Zombifying my day
Hunting for quick getaway-
But no such luck
What shall I do thus
~Telephone rings
If we fail to repair us?
~Announcing your name
Lament inevitable loss?
~Caller ID pings
Calculate incalculable cost?
~This is so insane
I’m a solid secular success
~Selfish acts of subterfuge
I’m a massive mental mess
~Leaving us both confused
At least the former pays the bills
~Despite the tightening noose
No use in crying when milk spills-
~Calling you is what I choose
What’s done is done
~I can’t let go
brittle stained jagged fingernails
scratch against the splint hairs
of a cold weathered wooden elbow
an impatient clock had sapped
a once supple leather coat
now requiring constant mending
as homeless unraveling posed an inevitable ending
torn pockets spilled over
with a plethora of dead letters
hope had long ago delivered
its final walking papers
without care of return receipt
handmade trees with news of unease
spun unmercifully
into the arms of a brisk fall breeze
birds began their escape
into the mouth of another sun
a slow rise from a patinaed throne
on a benched park seat
a myopic vision of how cracks
are formed on overused and forgotten streets
she walks alone
to nowhere
a decayed ballerina
the place she is seen as most complete
The grass is not greener on the other side.
Rather, there are things that love to hide.
We need to discern what's in disguise.
I wasn't looking
for it, but I saw it,
and for a season, I could not look away.
I felt it,
and was arrested by it.
I did not hear it,
but I could taste it,
and was captured by its succulence.
But it was a delicacy I could not afford.
I could touch it, but I dared not, because
To do so would have been a tragedy.
As you can clearly understand, all but
one of my five senses were engaged.
And such sensory inputs were far too many.
The entity that I encountered was a fantasy.
I was forced to come to the inevitable conclusion
that indeed, it was a mirage that could end in a casualty.
May we be aware of fantasies seeking to conceal realities.
From such, one must walk away, before we become a travesty.
052922PS
I always intended to love you
Alone.
In secret, in silence, inside, and safe.
I was prepared for the unrequited, for inevitable desire and disappointment,
Spectate, distance, move on,
And be the subject of a one-sided love.
And all the while, you meant each lingering glance to
Linger.
Our eyes knew how to talk before we ever spoke of love or lovers.
I inferred what was hidden there, untold.
I was right to assume, to hope that there was more,
For there was, is, and so it goes.
I love you. Still secret, but now not alone.
I am afraid of what this makes me, but fear knows blood like love knows blood.
And so, knowingly, I let you bleed as you make me
Love.
Don't stand so far away, although I know you must.
My first sleepless night without you.
63VW Bug Domed Home
$300 Empty Wallet,
Waved in Greeting Others "Bugged",
DIY Toolin' Schoolin',
Leakin' Carb Fixit,
Installed & Tighten',
Fired Her Up & Look It,
Engine Lit & Smokin',
Act Fast, Shut Down Fit,
Back to Wrenchin',
Leakin' Porous Gasket,
Déjà Vous Installin',
Finally Fuelin', No Casket,
Then Brakes Not Willin',
Free Fall Down Hill Drastic,
Frantically Emergency Leverin',
Arrived at Bottom Intact,
Sigh of Relief Breathin',
Heat from Engine Extract,
Smelled of Gasolin',
Either Sweatin' or Shiverin' Fact,
What Next? Wheel Fallin'!,
Balancing Acrobat Act,
Shoulder Oasis Seekin',
Rewheel Lug Tightin' Enact,
Pulled Into Shell Station,
One Lookover & Mechanic,
Hung Sign "Dangerous Caution",
"Too Hazardous, Inevitable Panic",
"Stay Off Road, Public Hazard if Run",
Starvin' Student, So "What the Heck?",
Drove Bug 3 More Years, An Eon!,
Careful for the Sake of Pilotin' a Wreck.
Now Can Laugh, I & Others Were Spared Extinction!
Next a Mercedes Diesel 200D Precision but Air Dreck,
Follies of Youth: Survived & Shunned, Relieved Everyone!
2007 How Much I Despise You
2007 How Much I Despise You
2017 How Much I despise You
Following 2016 the second worst year ever
Will 2018 be any better ?
And what we have suffered
The darkness settles on the land
Like a curse on the land
As our mad demented senile dotard king wannabe
Struts about the worlds stage
Ushering Americas inevitable decline
April 2, Has America Gone Mad?
America’s foes and friends wonder
Has America gone mad
Turing over ultimate power to this man
A con man narcistic criminal
Self proclaimed smartest man in the room
In reality a clueless reality TV hustler
Whose sell by date has expired
As he tries to make America great again
For white Christian men
April 2 American Life and Death
As American struggles
To cope with the ever declining standard of living
The 1 percent loved the stock market
Love the dismantling of the regulatory state
The corporate tax cuts
and the coming plunder of the land
Can Disney Yellowstone be the future?
As America declines
Back to the future
April 2 Heading Back to the Past
While the rest of the world
Embraces the energy of the future
Our great denier of the truth
Wants to boldly take America back
To the 19th century era of oil, and coal
Yet perhaps it does not matter in the end
As long as we have one another
We will overcome
The darkness will flee the land
April 2 When Will this Darkness End
As the darkness settles down on the land
All are consumed with evil
Foul deeds and endless darkness
I wonder if it will ever go away
Yes I wonder if our great nightmare will ever end
Are we doomed to live out the decline of America?
This is what I pray for 2018
The end of the darkness
that consumes our land
There is a cold and aimless fear
that grips our longing and aim—
like the talons of a hankered fowl,
readying itself to the plunge
of some inevitable sorrow…
The fear becomes a burning hurt—
one that is forgotten,
soon to be curled up and cold—
needing space and length to stretch
full bodied and shamed…
In the far-catching eyes of its skill,
it sees no goal—
only deadly possibilities
and drowsing hopes.
How can one write of such despair?
Humans cry out endlessly in the night,
forgetting that the day brings life,
and all breathe a newfangled breath
to conjure—
to capture—
hope beyond death!
How can they be fathomed?
these deep ends –
bubbling to begin,
stirring the earth
with fettered shame again?
Let their fears have aim toward the sky,
to the One who is the epitome of joy!
For in all the disappointments of this world,
every fowl thing will see its end,
every tear shall prove shameless,
And every fear only a dream,
A nightmare of weeping—
waking up eagerly to a love-filled day,
where all the previous cries of the night
have passed away
and warm, precious breath of gladness
eternally replacing the gray!
10/22/2019 - 10/25/2019
“Life ephemeral, death inevitable
Soul eternal, so dear heart, be free from fear”
Loving hearts entwined, tenderly holding hands in seeming eternity
A flicker in space, gong of death, rudely interrupting delusion reverie
Within the lucid dream, attachments first forged, then stolen by time
Knowing life as it is, though recognising transience, we are in denial
Plunged into dark dungeons of despondent despair our heart bleeds
Sunken vibrations of deep loneliness and anguish shrouds our being
We then shift perspective, looking inwards from the domain of silence
Recognising we all are God essence, eternal boundless bliss and light
In ambedo trance
Myriad images bemuse
Stupor veils the truth
Death akin to changing clothes
No one comes and no one goes
20-October-2021
Let's Mix It Up Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
(couplet, imagism, tanka)
Zephyrus Within
by Odin Roark
Do we fly away
Drift away
Stay away
Or were we ever real?
How fleeting the impressions
Plummeted by the New today
Dismissing yesterday as the Old
Daring tomorrow to invent further questioning
The labels abound
Father
Mother
Sister
Brother
Daughter
Son
Lover
Yet how much a part of each other
Are we?
Might it be
We are but separated cells
Incubated into life
Rendered a sameness by others
Yet in reality
Thirsting for fulfillment
Compelled to wander aimlessly
We stumble through existence?
To argue such a theory
Is to know
Along the way
Seasoned lives find
Connections sever
That like all of nature
Separations occur
Drifting inevitable
Attachments wane
Collective experience
Fulfilling the essence of life
Still…
Such eventual enfoldment
Leaves us free to adventure
To know self-determined identity
Requires but to hoist liberation’s sails
Catch tomorrow’s wind
Leave behind misbegotten time
And if true…
To watch from afar
The flotsam of the past
Is to know destiny is of our own making
Not a determination by others
That sweetness of air
Breathed from Zephyrus within
Unshackles the relationship with self
A neighbor of ours died recently…unloved, old and all alone.
She was found, by a person walking his dog, in the doorway of her home.
She was a little bit crazy which made her angry, abusive, and mean
with no-one to say goodbye or mourn her…it was the saddest ending I’ve ever seen.
But the world is filled with sad endings isn’t it?
People dying of starvation, disease, abuse, natural disasters, the bullets and bombs of war…
Some children die who aren’t even old enough to understand what they are dying for!
And when it comes to our partners, our family, our children, our grandchildren…our friends…
It will always be difficult to find happiness when life comes to and end.
In a way we are programed for happy endings aren’t we?
In our Fairy Tales, our books, our movies, our stories on TV.
I wonder…knowing in real life…every ending will have its share of sorrow
will be accompanied by it’s share of tears…
If that’s the reason we love experiencing happy endings
as we grow older through the years.
When you think about it…when we find love and love find us..
for the duration it’s like a cloud we’re floating on…
and how can we not be sad…when the person sharing our cloud…is gone?
It’s inevitable when we love our partners, our children our grandchildren
our friends, our pets our Mom’s and Dad’s
that the same love that fills our hearts with so much happiness…
when there is an ending…makes us sad.
We will feel heartbroken, lonely, depressed, and we will always feel sad
after losing a person who helped make our dreams come true…
even dreams we never knew we had.
It’s ironic isn’t it…how love can be so wonderful while at the same time so heartrending…
that the happier a life we share with someone…the sadder is the ending.
I hope that everyone who dies…from the youngest to the oldest…
while they are alive will find love and happiness…and home…
So no one else will ever have to die again…unloved…and all alone.