delusion


inflamed by need
I feel unacceptable
incensed by dread
wounded empty
confused by delusion
a hideous reflection
obsessed by mind
draining self seeking
completion outside self
I abhor my afflictions
overcome by them

for others affection
standing at a crossroads
which way should I go
for such affliction of both
from burning experiences
feeling pain and grief
my truth is something
I’m not able to accept

FLAG


Isn’t it strange that here in America,
our flag and our culture offend
so many different people,
but not so our benefits?

this causes one to wonder
how someone can proudly wave
the flag of another country,
but consider it punishment
to be sent back there.

motives


your motives for doing

whatever good deed

you may have in mind will be

misinterpreted by somebody

then you will be misunderstood

by all those who always hold

their hopes under their hats

while circumstances being what they are

admitting failure would be of little benefit

yet many prefer that state

CELEBRATE!


only a few hours remain ’til midnight
celebrations already underway ’round
our world as that special hour arrives
many countries and assorted cultures
look with anticipation to this year
that has come upon all ready or not
regardless of what religion we profess
or what superstitions control our lives
a new year is here that we must accept
by simply wishing everyone every where

HAPPY NEW YEAR & GOD BLESS!!

 

dreams


our minds reach out hungrily for learning
often finding too little upon which to feed
memory holds more than many expect
knowing words is not knowing thoughts

when one lays awake at night
he thinks of many things
seeing one dream slide away
down distant hills and another born
some dreams come again and again

we walk upon lofty mountains at night
I bring sticks for our affectionate fire
we watch while flames embrace them
destroying that which they need and love

PHASES


high overhead a golden pulsating orb
completing it’s twenty-eight day cycle
fades to first quarter, new, last quarter

whatever happened to that old man’s face
we looked for in our long lost innocence
could it really have been made of blue cheese

grown older now my thoughts turn inward
recalling one who has gone on before
I keep madly throwing rocks at the moon

COFFEE


Stripped from its parents

like bark from a tree

then pummeled to a powder

as if denying its grace

its early morning fumes

permeate our atmosphere

beckoning us to arise

from our sated slumber

warmth begs to be absorbed

much as if it were sunshine

flowing into your deepest parts

horse talk


Below is a sonnet taken from Cervantes’
classic work “Don Quixote of the Mancha”
A dialogue between Babieca,
Horse to the Cid, a Famous Conquerer of Spain;
and Rozinante, Don Quixote’s Courser

Bab: How haps it, Rozinante, thou art so lean?
Roz: Because I travel still and never eat:
Bab: Thy want of barley and straw, what does it mean?
Roz: That of my lord, a bit I cannot get.
Bab: Away, sir jade! You are ill-mannered,
Whose ass’s tongue your lord does thus abase.
Roz: If you did see how he’s enamoured,
You would conclude that he’s the greater ass.
Bab: Is love a folly?—Roz: Sure it is no wit.
Bab: Thou art a metaphysician.—Roz: For want of meat
Bab: Complain upon the squire.—Roz: What profits it?
Or how shall I my woful plaints repeat?
Since, though the world imputes slowness to me,
Yet greater jades my lord and Sancho be.

WORDS


should truth be known I like playing with words

an obscure meaning fills me with delight

push a subject from one sentence to another

hide meanings beneath senseless passages

punctuation serves no useful purpose

where vague innuendos support metaphors

lend credence where none can be expected

I feel great joy using twisted definitions

probably most readily explained with glee

circumspectly circumnavigating reality

SOUL


Have you ever stopped to wonder
what this life is all about
why you’re here and where you’re going
when your lease on life runs out
maybe you’ve been far to busy
trying hard to reach your goal
would you let me ask you kindly
have you thought about your soul?

You may reach the highest portals
and your dreams may all come true
wealth and fame may be your portion
and success may shine on you
all your friends may sing your praises
not a care on you may roll
what about the great tomorrow
have you thought about your soul?

Don’t forget your days are numbered
though you may be riding high
But like all of us poor mortals
someday you’ll just up and die
your success and fame and glory
won’t be worth the bell you toll
let me ask you just one question
have you thought about your soul?

If you never thought it over
spend a little time today
there is nothing more important
that will ever come your way
than the joys of sins forgiven
and to know that you have been made whole
in the name of Christ the Savior
have you thought about your soul?

Author Unknown