Paving over ponders
Happens out of habit;
Wisdom waits or wanders,
For the good, to grab it —
Keeping what is callow,
Self we’re seldom saving —
Running over reasons,
O’er the past we’re paving
Just A Memory —
she
stretched like
a cat in the morning
smelled like
honeysuckle
and swore like
richard pryor
To share is human:
On Conner’s Ridge
On Conner’s Ridge we made our stand,
The vows we swore the keep —
Wherever lay the promised land,
We would not ever sleep
Until the day we made it there.
But then, we came to rue
That we had ever sworn to do
A thing so hard to do.
On Jordan’s stormy banks we stood,
And heard a distant plea:
“Oh, who will come and rescue me?”
This bad that comes from good…
I drove today past Conner’s Ridge,
Recalled your once-young eyes,
And wished the faces we knew best
We’re more than just
Disguise
To share is human:
Driving Space
Calling from the distant mountains
Out of time and mood and place;
Where the worth needs no accountants,
Filled with trust, and driving space
Don’t believe the idle chatter;
Let the rumor-mongers go —
Never mind what doesn’t matter,
Drive past where you’re loth to go
Falling down among the shadows
There where summer lies in state,
There are voices in the meadows
Telling you you’re doing great
Driving space and bending passion –
This, the day, and now, the need:
Don’t be slaves to crowds or fashion,
Life is yours, you have been
Freed
To share is human:
The Things I’m Certain Of
How can I have a world-view, I
Have never seen the world –
Although, I’ve traveled,
Far, and wide, and long —
I know too much of math to think
That science “knows it all” —
Though ignorance is
Still more often wrong
The things I’m certain of are few,
I have no talent, there:
I’ve just my observations,
Which are scant —
That hearts can die from loneliness;
That hate can choke like weeds –
And some will shout their answers, but
I can’t
To share is human:
to Kiss Her…
Her went to kiss her on the cheek
But found her lips instead;
And that was hours and hours ago
Before they got to bed
They were not on a date, he thought,
For all they were was friends:
He went to kiss her on the cheek
And got back
Dividends
To share is human:
Never Far, Oft Forgotten
No matter where you are
It is only a short walk
To a place where sorrow dwells
To share is human:
Hold Fast / Let Go
We’re told do both: so, how then do we know
When we should hold on fast, or just let go?
We try to play it straight and not be dancers.
(“Ten Reasons Why This Blog Has Got No Answers”)
But choices face us all that must be made,
There’re parking fines, and pipers, to be paid.
And why, my friend, should you or I be sane
When choices madden, tween the heart and brain?
You must let go, if it’s not yours to hold;
You must hold fast to love, or just get trolled
By life, that jolly joker – what a card.
A choice can both be simple and be hard —
We’re told do both: so, how then do we know
When we should hold on fast,
Or just let go?
To share is human:
