Short Deferring Poems

Sometimes he tries
To slim his size
But mostly sighs:
Weight on the rise.
Deferring fries,
And apple pies,
He never cries,
Nor does despise.
It’s no surprise
There’s no demise
In what he spies;
The arrow flies
To greater highs.
He does surmise
That it’s unwise
To demonize
Or criticize;
His will just dies.
A compromise!
And so he buys
A gallon size
Of ice cream: one
Instead of two....

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She urges me forward
Time a concept dreamed by man
Experience expects something
Familiar feelings, the smell of success,

I recognize this place
A familiar stop gap
She laughs and turns me North
Stunned I stare at mountains

Is this my epiphany?
Where is my dream?
Destiny urges me forward
I fall on my idealism

Clairsentience spins me twice
Claircognizance takes me by the hand
I listen intently
Deferring to my soul’s knowing...

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I dreamed for a time, 
as I walked with you, 
that I was an ascendant being. 
Now that you have left me, 
am I doomed to wake?


Either

you were a guide to my lost soul,
leading me from the sewer and swamp,
reminding a confused heart
that I too could glow.

Or

you rained light down upon me,
such that I confused
immersion 
with
absorption,
radiant warmth for internal glow.

So

wait a moment, dear, while
I catch up, deferring
the question, while
I bask in you....

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I dreamed for a time, 
as I walked with you, 
that I was an ascendant being. 
Now that you have left me, 
am I doomed to wake?


Either

you were a guide to my lost soul,
leading me from the sewer and swamp,
reminding a confused heart
that I too could glow.

Or

you rained light down upon me,
such that I confused
immersion 
with
absorption,
radiant warmth for internal glow.

So

wait a moment, dear, while
I catch up, deferring
the question, while
I bask in you....

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