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I'm only allowed the names of three
so I will write of those that would be for me.
There are so many that this is unfair
but, since that is the rule I must list there:
Carolyn Devonshire who gave me the courage to write
with her words of encouragement on this site.
She always found a "silver lining" in my work,
and never told me that I write like a jerk.
Tho it has been years since I've been around
her help and inspiration never set me aground.
She never left me twisting in the wind alone
as she helped my poorest works to hone.
There is also a Poet Destroyer for whom I have praise
I wish my words to her level I could raise.
Why her "Poet Destroyer" pen name I could never see
unless, of course, you compare mine to her poetry.
Mine is crushed by the words she can write
but I am ever grateful to her for wanting to put mine to flight.
When you have a writer who can put you to shame,
it's only natural that you want to do the same.
CayCay Jennings is my third choice
as she has helped me to "refind" my voice.
I appreciate her critiques of the work I do
all I can give is a big "THANK YOU".
She was one of the first to welcome me back here
and always gave me words of good cheer.
Her suggestions have been given with such grace
sometimes they put a smile on my face.
There is her writing which is also so stellar
as compared to mine, some of which belong in a cellar.
Some of the things she has written down
Have with me, a deeper meaning found.
So these are the three heroes that I must name
but so many more have done the same.
Not only are there poets whose names I could not call
to give them the honors they should have one and all.
Yes, I have heroes here unnamed
because my pen had to be tamed.
But know that I appreciate each and all that you do
Whenever I write, I'm thinking of you.
written: 10/30/15
There seems to be great confusion,
That nature provides in it's place.
As such rules become obtuse,
And often difficult to face.
It seems clarity finds hazy corners,
That reality observes beyond the bend.
When interpretations and explanations,
Become diffused and difficult to spend.
This chaotic blend lends to division,
With separate facts in their support.
While structure buckles under the pressure,
And rational misgivings, are left to report.
These multiple visions share in the cost,
When no focus seems likely to repair.
Leading to a variety of conclusions,
And what is real, is in despair.
The tragic casualty in this arena is truth,
Remaining hidden and obscured.
Since it's only natural for us to differ . . .
Yet what is lost, is less assured.
On the doorstep with the mail
A letter from the Police
Looking for a male
Who disturbed the peace
My description was a match
I did start to panic
I’m not their prize catch
It’s just a line up and that’s it
I went to the station
To join the line
It was a weird situation
The accused was about 5’9
With a shaved head
Wearing blue jeans
And his top was red
It was like a movie scene
We all stood in a row
I was number two
It wasn’t right from word go
They said “it’s you”
You’re having a laugh
That’s not right
That date I had a bath
And an early night
It wasn’t disturbing the peace
Murder was the case
Believe me please
Look at my face
Why would I kill?
I have no need
I feel ill
My hearts racing at a speed
They took my DNA
And my fingerprints
In the cell I stay
Lots of time to think
Will I get out?
Or on remand?
You can shout and shout
But they won’t answer your demands
To shed a tear
Is only natural
I’m full of fear
I need my family and pals
The door unlocked
The officer walked in
He apologised a lot
It was a misunderstanding
I took my belongings and the case
And began to run
To get from that place
As fast as I can
Pavlov’s dogs are salivating
bells of nature ring as
every action yields consequences
stimuli evoke a response and
primeval instincts dance with evolution
‘I think therefore I am’ jingles in the mind
while valid emotions seek freedom
from primordial shackles and chainsaws
‘progress not perfection’ I hear you say
a cornerstone headway and presupposition
for a purposeful life of truthful meaning
it is only natural to doubt in disbelief
so many answers but what is the question
when the personal is political and
belligerent affairs are demeaning
the Self runs riot in justification
as ill judgements and warfare take over
canines drool dribble spit fire
yet monkeys share their spoils and bananas
humans however claim ultimate fitness
in their fight over natural resources
account for behavioural actions
in grandiose faith only in themselves
the planet is crying out for pity and mercy
and of course I am a mere cog in the wheel
spun out of control from kindness love compassion
a whole is more than the sum of
global destruction as the clock keeps ticking
to the desperate sound of destruction and evil
we are brutal self-centered savages
wild at heart and remonstrate
‘it is only the natural state of affairs’
lack objections remorse and reprieve
soothe our consciences with sweet babble of
paradise with apples and megalomania
in a snake pit in which fruit
fall too close to the stem
decompose into rancid cynical cider
ferment toxic venomous black outs
does or should life really flow on its own
slaves to collective insanity wreckage and carnage
we wield words swords mine fields of Ego
and the world and its nature
could be so beautiful without
such axes of evil bedlam instead of
respect for a Universe
so much bigger than greed
07th January 2025
"The Other’s Name"
Beautiful words
sonourous, they
produce the pretty
in the ugly of us all
written poetically
love calls us all in
passion first
above all
dripping honey
beautiful words
written poetically
love calls us all in
passion first
above all
the passion
calls forth
something outside
of lovers all
the well lit paths
of distant hearts
addressing the
undressing of all
baptismal
it’s only natural
to take first
the fall, deeply
submerged
we hold each
other tall sometime
where we share
the other’s name
Beautiful words
sonourous, they
produce the pretty
in the ugly of us all
written poetically
love calls us all in
passion first
above all
the Other’s name
calls
the lover in us all
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
breadcrumbs.
interesting;
"man shall not live on bread alone..."
Don't know how many years I have left
Could be one, could be ten, could be twenty
Pretty good shape for a man of eighty-nine
But I'm starting to think of it plenty
It's only natural as you get along in years
To start wondering when that day will arrive
When your numbers are up, the end of the line
No matter how hard we try to survive
Can't imagine people who end their own lives
They know they'll be gone and forgotten
Everything they've lived for since childhood
Must really have reached rock bottom
Even with what seems like my upbeat nature
Must admit it's on my mind quite a lot
Guess it's only natural considering my years
We eventually reach the end of the plot
In all honesty don't think I'll be leaving just yet
With my family history of longevity
Living well into their late eighties was common
So worrying is really not necessary
Don't know how many years I have left
Could be one, could be ten, could be twenty
Pretty good shape for a man of eighty-six
But I'm starting to think of it plenty
It's only natural as you get along in years
To start wondering when that day will arrive
When your numbers up, it's the end of the line
No matter how hard you try to survive
Can't imagine people who end their own lives
They know they'll be gone and forgotten
Everything they've lived for since being a child
Must really have reached rock bottom
Even with what seems like my upbeat nature
Must admit it's on my mind quite a lot
Guess it's only natural considering my years
We eventually reach the end of the plot
In all honesty don't think I'll be leaving yet
With my family history of longevity
Living to well into the eighties was common
So worrying is really not necessary
Follow me to a ledge inside my mind & observe
as I leap
Many are very close to the edge but scared to jump
because they're weak
Being afraid to fall isn't the problem, it's only natural
to fear the crash
When you reach the bottom, you see yourself staring
back from a looking glass
Throw all your caution to the wind & feel the air beneath
your wings
A cage bird is free within its mind & you can hear it
when it sings
There are many things to fear in life, but fear itself is the
only cause
Don't be afraid to grow for that stunts your growth &
amplifies all your flaws
Cause & effect is natures law so it must be treated
with respect
Once I was blind to mothers' rules, but now I see
in retrospect
Have faith in self & take the leap, you just may be
caught before you fall
Once you let go, you'll see the truth, there was nothing
to fear after all
What my heart wants can never be.
This life of wonder is a beautiful mystery.
The pain of knowing through intimate talk.
Forces intense pain of separation as I walk.
I bow my head in sorrow as my breaking heart cries.
Imbued with intuition of feeling unwanted, as I try.
I must search deep into my heart’s wary soul.
To face the painful truth, embrace it, to make me whole.
I will wander onward looking for my soul mate of life.
Once found I will lay my head down in love as his wife.
This is only natural for the wonderful woman in me.
Beautiful as lovely flowers this intimacy, shared, I am free.
I know I should apologise but I ponder at my fault
I truly thought that every cat had abilities to vault
Most other times he ran away when I backed out of the drive
I mean it's only natural a cat's instinct to survive
I'll admit I've damaged other things like skateboards bikes and toys
But this time it was different you could tell so by the noise
Now the kids won't talk my wife won't talk I'm really in the pooh
Especially when I made that joke the one about cat stew
I said I'll buy another cat same type and age and fur
But unforgiving voices choired "He had a special purr"
What about a robot cat immune to hurt and pain
No support from either camp only looks iced with disdain
Eight times that cat survived a life with luck more apt than mine
I hap to be the luckless one who snuffed out number nine
Well old Tom I'm really sad and regret I did you wrong
So to prove my worth when I'm heaven bound I'll bring a mouse along
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