Problems are Solutions Un-resolved.. OR Unresolved Solutions, without action, remain Problems!
What a surreal feeling, diving into one's murk
never realized that it comes at a cost
'your actions will have consequences'
Heard so often, yet never pondered
these thoughts and feelings ache my heart
that I could feel my mind burn
what a montage I have built
reimbursing the tax on demand
paying my dues for what I have done
Regret, guilt, and remorse are my peers
pulling me into a deep dive
'will it be okay', roaming my mind
will my 'will' ever be mine
I wonder...
I had a cat, a large one
I thought I loved the cat
The cat thought he loved me too!
Then, one day,
They took the cat away
The cat, with the bassinet, the little furry presence
And Sameeha’s science club chapstick
And I thought I was kissing scientific a book cover
Where he is artistic in a beauty in the other way, rare.
It was a cat. After all, it was just a cat
It had the nicest jacket ,
with hoodies on,
the cat used to sit on time,
the cat
And it had the fish, tummy time, happy face, and everything first time
For I never yearn to come back! For there, to chime!
It is just a known type of pain that I knew for far too long!
On a question paper, pm time, departmental too
Dealey Plaza, are you keeping right on the still unresolved Elm street?
Heavenly God , do you play around heavenly to utter Godsay, is your slip
Where you do not know usually after or before the strait the gate
You never knew Jack Ruby and you never knew Oswald
So you never knew other than too much other than, Please, other tall!
To
The Unresolved Album cover with the null and void album
Cc
Involved parties in disputed acquittal
Bcc
Ownership of microfiche
Subject
“I let the fish go”
Dear concerned parties
(To whom it may concern)
After writing free verse for quite a few years, I am feeling my free verse is hurting me too much these days. Most of these are like daily writing, as I simply register the day to day in trivialities. Why will one care about your stuff anyway, if these are always tracing back to the ridicule zone, almost always? They were cathartic reasons, but they were never torturing this much, they were whence time was true.I hold no grudges, and I stop unfolding there, as I care deeply, and vulnerably.
Let them know. Let them grow.
Thanking,
A writer.
A life I lived has passed me by,
My thoughts of wanting to go back in time
I am trying to turn away and fly
I will lose my will of losing this time.
My fragmented memories on recall,
Difficult for me with an event installed
So long ago, I thought no more of it
My mind was in shambles, enthralled.
The racing thoughts would not stop,
I thought I was going insane and had stomped
And my heart had been
Torn, torn apart again, please stop.
I'd find myself being unforgiven to me,
With the deepened emotions of sin
"But unforgiven," a deep wound for me
The distractions my demons pin.
The chaos drenched my confused mind,
These demons spread negatively, vibed
My every thought screams havoc
Walk away, don't listen, I scribed.
On my honor I will do my best
To be real quiet, and not a pest
I’ll smear some butter on a crispy roll
And let you dip it in my soup bowl.
I won’t dress up seeking flattery
Unless I win the freakin’ lottery
Then I’ll spread the cash tween kith and kin
In the hope they won’t “remember when”.
But then again, on a positive note
I might just take the money and buy a boat
Pack my bags and head out to sea
With a captain and first mate who’ll both be me.
However, if I do not win
I’ll cut the cheese razor thin
Season it with butter and thyme
Wash it down with the same old whine.
Set the clock for five AM
Struggle through my morning swim
And knowing that my chance is thin
Play the same number again.
John G. Lawless
©12/13/2022
Some folks say unresolved anger causes depression
We know unresolved anger is a cause of aggression
Well, I’m here to make this unsolicited confession,
I would be a strong candidate to lead the procession
But first I want you to consider this little concession --
When depression subsides, I consider it a progression
For things always look up with a new upbeat accession,
A new attitude, peace of mind, and hope in possession
I’m exhibiting a new, welcome, and positive expression,
If only I could bottle and sell it as a cure for oppression!
Written April 24, 2022
I resolve. Not to make any New Year resolutions.
I am finding it hard to go with the flow,
I know,
It is the sensible approach to take,
Worrying won't make
Situations change,
Life is strange,
Things are not like they used to be,
For me or thee.
They never are
Have we gone too far?
I do not want to go with the flow,
Oh no.
It has become too fast for me,
Poverty is all I see.
how may the dreamed object
awake within the dream
if subject be asleep
02-September-2021
You Do the Math
David J Walker
Such is the cost of
Granting another day
Travel another step away
Down A longer path
You do the Math
Scribbled and quibbled
On every empty calendars graph
Adding it up
unable to take away
Any day you have passed
Any past with unresolved wrath
You do the math
Day by
Day
By day
It came so suddenly the choice you have chosen,
It wasn't an intention; none of this seems to be true
It was Thanksgiving Day, and the kids were about it
I wouldn't say I like it either, or you're not here. I walked away.
Though the tragedy that has happened and the wrong that is,
I must find my way out of this, my placement; I staked it on me
It has been a horrible journey that I hadn't planned to take
That day I turned my back, and I walked on away.
We were already in separation; I was not in preparation.
I couldn't talk you out of it, this decision that you made
I'm sorry I couldn't make you see; we were always to be that team
I didn't see you differently; I had seen you more appropriately.
Many years later, it's with my disgust,
I understand now; why didn't you trust me?
You were my wife then,
You still will be my tomorrow.
Shannon, it's in my heart always to love you! R.I.P
Like Tristan's chord played
my tissue caught her last tear
left life unresolved
Pause the clock, let the world stop
allowing our past to catch up
before going one more second
into the future.
Would not stop long, the past
dragged along generation after generation,
faster than the last, problems left behind
getting worse, ignorance, bigotry, hatred,
degenerate companions.
Passing the past one generation to the next
to resolve solicits undesired passion,
impossible, never happens, too busy
creating new problems which will be
ignored and added.
Plans drawn never finished, appease none,
stress factors exceed acceptable tolerance,
the past doomed to tumble under the weight,
of a neglected, troubled society.
Stop the world, let our past, pass into our future,
disregard prophetic, probably true, no future,
with an unresolved past.
We fight,
We cry,
And ask ourselves why?
Why did we have to start
To tear our own race apart.
With an endless war,
That has no end
That we cannot mend.
Why is it ok to kill someone else's brother,
For the sake of a religious gain?
If I killed your brother would you think the same?
Religion is not a game!
Look what happened to the crusades,
A long Time ago
In the name of their religion,
They had nothing left to show,
Of what was a holy place
A Long time ago.
Nature or Deity
what petty cruelty
or splendid mystery
that he and she
would so distant be
in mind and manner and vanity
This is why they writhe and bite
or love as cold as winters night
We claw and kiss and spit in spite
We rage and pace and fuss and fight
or cut with words or flee in fright
yet in all of this we find delight
and die together blissfully
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