As we continue in the day-by-day presence,
We are all expected to deal with a menace.
Back and forth shifts are typical in our life.
You will almost eventually face frail strife.
To reach the fantastic detail of quintessence.
It is fated to suffer some pain and misfeasance.
To be able to perceive a wide range of happiness.
We should be able to undergo a little sadness.
At whatever point we're at a level of anxiety,
To elapse making aggravation, stray utterly.
I'll need to rely on the hasten of a companion.
In consideration for support and inspiration,
To provide a helping hand in our plow.
It's when we're in a state of utter sorrow.
It is the only way we'll be able to set rolling.
To prevent acting excessively raging.
So, I guess you could say I'm fortunate.
I have a friend, an ally, on whom I may trust.
Who has so afar been the most dependable?
Right until the vanish of our journey, incredible.
Written: December 7, 2021
A STRAND (Dec 28) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Categories:
misfeasance, adventure, appreciation, bereavement, best
Form: Rhyme
the one walks out
of your dreams
and into your life
becoming your wife
my wife one day
was berating me
for all my myriad faults
all my sins against her
my omissions and commissions
malfeasance and misfeasance
things I had done
and things i had failed to do
all of which I acknowledge
and apologized for
and apologized for
but finally I had enough
I said
well if I am so bad
so horrible
so evil a creature
and a person you hate
so much
why the hell did you marry me
she laughed
temporarly insanity
and I am still insane
twenty five years later
we both laughed
we both laughed
and fell in love
again
as always
we fall in love
with each other
every day
every moment
every second
it dawned on me
I had the answer to the question
and that my friends
is the true unknowable madness
the true zen spirit of love
see part one for Author note
Categories:
misfeasance, deep, dream, love, magic,
Form: Crown of Sonnets