The Everything in the Everyday
He let imagination play
And spill across each fevered page;
Of life spent at a breakneck pace,
Of love and hate and
Sex and rage
And peaceful moments that would touch
The hearts of any who might see;
But wonders now, and over-much,
If all of it’s
Not vanity
He wanted what he wrote to shine,
The brilliance of a million suns;
But now, he simply wants to write
Some thoughts that you’d read
More than once
(“On The Transience and Vanity of Being A Writer” – 7-11-2015)
dissolving
such expectations
as are borne
on light winds
blown through passing thoughts
like my own damned vanity
How desolate this spot is now.
I walk around the emptiness –
What once was meant as life support
Lies dead among the quietness
And as the summer shadows move,
I hear the evening start its song;
The sun is headed home to rest,
And I should head home too,
Ere long
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(I actually took this photo, which is a rarity. – Owen)
It’s raining where I work today
But I’ll show up and earn my pay
Or try to: try to prove my worth
As though each day was a new birth
But through this pane of glass I see
The wild world in front of me
And hear the booming thunder roll
All things beyond my weak control
The vanity that is my life
The constant struggle, strain and strife
That daily I myself surround
Like rain, as it comes tumbling down
Lucy sat out in the sun
In cold and clear September;
She modeled for us her new life,
I always will remember
The pride she wore upon her face
As she soaked in the rays;
Not knowing pills and Crystal Head
Would soon cut short her days.
The pride of Lucy, young and full
Of beauty and its power;
The sharpened razor blades, so cold,
That hacked to death
The flower
(“The Pride of Lucy” – 12-27-2015)
stretch out your hand
and feel the vanity —
spout off on progress, that
inanity
close off your thought
to who and what you are —
stretch out your hand,
the problem
isn’t
far
Photo credit : © Ingalin | Dreamstime.com – Cathedral De Santiago, Antigua Guatemala
We build each our walls
But through gaps
All the light gets through
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© Ingalin | Dreamstime.com – Cathedral De Santiago Is A Roman Catholic Church, Antigua Guatemala Photo
