Friday, August 10, 2018

Poetry update

What have we learned

Passing through, you might learn a thing or two -
you might even love again if it don't kill you
They loved you once - that much is true
Now what do you know? its gone
‘New ways of being’, the words -they used to say
‘We’re through’

But who’s unhappy now? there's these holes
and they weigh pretty heavy sometimes
‘cause we carry them everywhere we go
we’ve all got watercolors flowing in and out
soft and silent, safe and close
Sure - they loved you, loved you with all they had
You had them - and the matter to lose

Man, if you knew then
what you've come to know now would you just cut that bubble
 loose from its golden tether and free you from it all
Would you still have all the multicolored pieces
of that beautiful thing to hold and  -
now that its broken - remember
was it all, just meant to be
‘cause you were you
and I was
me?

kayaky

Silent Death



Silent death through indifference

abides in a lonely universe

without the comfort of a small world

It finds miles made of inches

As we are ignored

Then distance grows with self awareness

Then brotherly love, fallen out of fashion

is also out of the question

and healthy interest is out of season

We're left burdened by repetitious visitors

who offer nothing but who hang on,

refusing to leave and who bore us to tears

then to our deaths



kayaky





Trouble Ahead



As the world turns, there'll be a tomorrow

some things will change- some stay the same

But in our search for deeper meaning

we'll find ourselves -  alone to blame



A desert sun is no more evil

that parches lips and leaves us dry

The good and bad that's all around us

depends on who beholds it

The good and bad is in their eyes



Like unmatched shoes along the roadside

though no one's seen and nothings heard

its testament to streets and gutters

telling tales without a word



Or was it wind or just the trees there?

stirring shadows from behind

We sense there's movement all around us

in the darkness we're walking blind



misplaced steps would lead us nowhere

then fail us when there are no signs

and now we've seen the fallen buildings

there is no way to purge our minds



Now fear lies in our darkened spaces

lurking at the bottom of our hearts

there's trouble's brewing on the horizon

Long before the storm clouds rise



But we are gentle, and we're giving

and we can see the way ahead

even though we have our children

decide to wage a war instead





kayaky







The wellspring of Love



We reached for something

we couldn't see

and prayed without belief

for rescue from our desperation

for love and sweet relief

Our prayers tapped into something greater

The source of timeless love

Once share by precious others

*********Have a Nice Day**********

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