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Lassitude
I’ve been infected by a bug Of heartache and despair Full of turmoil, Born of the air With change all around me I stagnate inside Soul torn into pieces Crumpled with pride How did I get here? I wonder out loud I did nothing different To stand out in the crowd And so I struggle…
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Goals for forty
I’m back to the time of year where I start to make lists of my goals. Many people do this at New Years, and I do sometimes as well. But this time of year, when I’ve completed another revolution around the sun, makes me take stock of where I am and where I’d like to…
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The tree
Time passes Rapid as the sea Rushing toward An old weathered tree When I look at its branches They don’t look like much Gnarled and twisted They lack a soft touch But while they may be rough And challenged by life I envy their simplicity As sharp as a knife Standing against the elements Proud…
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Character
The bright light from the window Sun arising each morn Blue skies above me Every day newly born No matter what may come Dreams that are real Moments will pass Almost too quick to feel Through good days and bad Wonders that sometimes astonish Darkness that envelops The soul with its black varnish I take…
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A light in the dark
Some days you roll over on the wrong side, Step out of bed a crank Wonder why you bothered at all When fate gives your life a yank Some day’s are worse than others Some weeks never seem to end Today was one that was endless When I really could have used a friend But…
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Lucky day
Friday the thirteenth has always been a lucky day for me. I guess when I set the bar as not being burnt at the stake a good day for a Friday the 13th, it’s relatively easy to be happy. I had a short day at work, which allowed some errands to be done and then…
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Daydreaming
The rush of the wind on my face, The spray of salt on the sun The froth is the water swirls around my feet Finally, my work is done Every day I tell myself this is it, I’ll take a break, a vacation, for real But instead I continue, head down, Shoulder hard against the…
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Long dark night
Still water churns The ice cold Of a broken Heart burns Love has gone aside Due to the death of righteous pride One last gasp The inhale a painful, Barbwire rasp A new day is breaking While in the night, The soul’s leave is taking Alone at last Bitterness gone, A life’s work, die cast
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Good Friday
Today is the anniversary Of a time so long ago A man betrayed by destiny, By a friend and not a foe For us he died so bravely, Never shied away On a cross he was laid For this, his final day When he was interred, Tucked in with tears and grief They mourned his…
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Anniversary
I got a notice yesterday, from WordPress. A small badge, a “happy anniversary” from them. So. I did it. I can’t remember why I decided to write something every day for a year. I’m not sure if it was one of those “hmm, I wonder if I can” things, or a “it’s like training for…