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)
this reads like a traveler's
poem/story - a Bard's song
nicely penned
Much Respect, One Love
One