I had lost my way and felt all alone.
On a delivery mission near the end of my route,
some 25 to 30 miles from the shop, but it felt farther.
Every part of my being was being tossed about.
No phone, GPS, or internet; nor did I have a map.
I was lost, and there wasn't a soul in sight.
I parked and sat; thought and worried for a spell.
The 'feel of lostness' was saturating my soul.
I knew that my destination was West, but I had
lost my bearings and did not know what to do.
It was approaching late afternoon, and the sun
came to mind. So, I looked toward the fiery star
and followed the setting sun until I was reassured
that I was headed home. I had found my way.
Categories:
lostness, lost,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Life throws a curve
It's overdue
A thumb is clearly
Under screw
The wall so cold
Against my back
Lightening strike
Now charred and black
"Nine lives all spent"
Purrs leaping cat
Nowhere left
To hang my hat
A parachute
With twisted lines
An absent ear
For bell that chimes
Cruel Critique
When poem rhymes
Once friendly chat
Now voiceless mimes
A sense of lostness
Overwhelms
Now love resides
In separate realms
CV
02.12.23
Categories:
lostness, anxiety, friendship love,
Form: Rhyme
The space in-between
Two worlds
When we transition
From dreamland
To harsh reality
That moment
When you are
Neither here
Nor there
Traversing
The barrier
Crossing
The line
Stepping in
Stepping out
Over the threshold
Negotiating the border
The ready, steady
Before the go
The rising red curtain
Before the show
Liminal lostness
The uncomfortable
Homeless
Non-place
The wilderness of un-belonging
The chrysalis of transformation
The journey has begun
Simultaneously ending
Over we go..
Through we push
Pay the ferryman
See you on the other side
Mind the Gap
Categories:
lostness, absence, adventure, baptism, bereavement,
Form: Free verse
Oh how difficult it is to find purpose
Longing for the day I find mines
The truth of all this wandering
I can't seem to find my own
Own way of life, own way of knowing
Of the times that make me happy
I am aging in every minute
But the songs just won't produce
I am building a life of lostness
Of finding a source in this mystery we call life
Others seem to have find it so easily
Yet their journey isn't unfolded
Oh how I envy these people
where they've gone where I want to go
And I am seeking to find that place
where I can finally say "I made it!"
Oh how it is difficult to see the path
But I am trying and I am finding
That this road is hard for anyone
I can't be the only one!
I am yet to finding my calling
So I can say that I have tried
With this dream that may
Someday
Be Reality.
Categories:
lostness, anxiety, change, feelings, growing
Form: Free verse
Throughout the years, most fears for family
have been dispelled by their firm guarantee
that they’ll make right decisions, that they’ll be
okay! Since I’m not always worry-free,
I pray for them. I know God hears my plea.
Though with good health, I’m blessed, I must confess
with rush of years, at times I must address
some issues, for I know if I suppress
my fears, my health will suffer. This duress,
with prayer and doctor’s visits, is much less.
When I feared for the future of my soul,
no doctor or loved one could take control.
The knowledge of my lostness took its toll.
The Holy Spirit filled the unique role
of drawing me to Jesus, with the goal
of saving me. The Lord then made me whole.
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Though many place deep trust in God and man,
I don’t believe there’s even ONE who can
transcend all fears that rise up in the span
of life, can every stab of anguish ban.
August 21, 2021
entered in the Fear Transcendence contest
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Categories:
lostness, fear,
Form: Rhyme
In my lostness, you came as light to me ...
Where next should I be lost to get only Thee
Categories:
lostness, allegory, allusion, appreciation, god,
Form: Couplet
Goodbye leaves an emptiness inside
it feels like an ache so hard to describe
only by experiencing it can one know
the lostness and loneliness to ascribe
Thinking of the words goodbye itself
is there anything about it that's good?
bye has a finality about it so real
it means an end to what has stood
In all our life's we've spoken these words
so very often and without a thought
not realising the effect it can have
on many persons the misery it's brought
There's a sound that fills the air
much of it so polluted leaving a mark
like a sharp knife with a real cutting edge
cuts the material off instantly all so dark
But one day there's a final goodbye
to life here as we all; know it
then the creator will ask the ultimate
did you believe truly? if not you can't sit!
Categories:
lostness, life, social, sound,
Form: Rhyme
For years you’ve heard others describe
what they call “getting saved,” accepting
Jesus Christ as their personal Savior.
You’ve listened with great interest,
been moved by their sincerity,
and have wished (but only briefly)
to have what they say they have,
all while lacking full understanding.
Sometimes you feel confused,
envious, even angry. You cannot
yet have what they possess, for
you lack a special knowledge they
once had—realization of lostness.
If you want to be found,
you must see that you are LOST.
December 14, 2016
"If you desire healing,
let yourself fall ill
let yourself fall ill." Jalaluddin Rumi
entered in Brian Strand's Springtime Premium Contest on May 18, 2017
Categories:
lostness, faith, jesus,
Form: Free verse
Grim, hollow, pointless
Walk limping through its lostness
For a name he is clueless
For a past he is dreamless
His insight is only some bored routinity
Which is stuck in the airport of dead society
Killing time like it never be killed
Living a live like it never be lived
An ambush to the stadium of shelter
Was a breakthrough for the unexpected trigger
One brain consumed by the hand of a ripper
Its cerebellum emit clear memories about the lover
An outstanding memories
Led the soulless to its side of humanities
Longing of past, stages of life
Belated hunger stop to strive
A girl with her sweet adventure
A dead body whose lost in his picture
Rely on their fate to each other
But blind in the shimmer of their clutter
Through the memory which righteously read as a diary
Through the features which bring him to the life ready
Through the whisper
Through the struggle
He entitled for the second chance
He deserved for the right romance
The new life is just waiting
To the next chapter of the beginning
Author's Note:
Inspired by the book of "Warm Bodies"- Isaac Marion.
Categories:
lostness, adventure, death, inspirational, life,
Form: Prose Poetry
I have swallowed the poison...
suffered through darkness.
I have tasted the ashes,
lived in utter lostness.
I remember the pain
when hitting bottom;
desperate I dreaded,
what I had become.
To be punished for sin,
how dare I complain!
Is The Lord not my life
from whence I came?
I have entered The Light!
My Soul has been taken.
God proves to be Faithful,
To The called He's awakened!
Milton L. Delgado
Inspired By The Book of Lamentations
Chapter 3
October 20, 2006
Categories:
lostness, death, depression, devotion, faith,
Form: Prose Poetry