PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

at the hands of an almost unsympathetic fate

I deem my near nostalgic religion

that of being late

I can not seem to please these days even me

tied to only a hope filled future that may

likely never be

but flounder in my inexhaustible dreamer's sort

of mind

ferreting from me all of today's pretty, precious

time

sweeping from my usually tireless thoughts

any remaining champion of just what's for the best!

and as I cry my miserable self

softly again to sleep

I question 'With this supposed talent am I really

so very truly blessed?'

perhaps.................................

(May 9, 1994)