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JOURNAL #14

render me lost

within this endless heady bout of confusion

tempered by a most prophetic string of events

render me self acquainted

unto a bridge of direction once denied to me

and to an unknown soul

I will account the losses

render me sane

for those paths I have not forgotten

nor their questionable path keepers

who attempt to sustain the future

with all her favorites in and of her kind

which does not include those of us

who owe a seem less ending debt to the page

render me inspired

in a doubtless gloom that hovers over many a

yet in scripted verse

hail to the voice of my inner objections

as I in turn attempt to wring out whatever is

left of my own flagging self worth

last of all

render me remembered

and these words will not seem to read as if

written without any for thought or candor

and alas

unto the spiral of my own eventual lift

I will glow all the more brighter for having

been just who I was intended to be

the never fully adjusted poet

whose words often spoke well of her

rather more so than simply just for her

so never doubt for even a moment my friend

that she is essentially and quite irrevocably

me!!!...............

(Sept. 1, 1995)

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this reads like a traveler's
poem/story - a Bard's song
nicely penned

Much Respect, One Love
One