I have managed to bring poetry back into life's
natural fold
the system in which I work is not original or
new
the concept is rather worn out and old
to make words melodious so to rhyme
in this country and tabled time
to my current knowledge is not a felonious
crime
it's sort of a gift in disguise as a curse
once thoughts are put to paper
they much too rapidly disburse
I suppose there are things around and about
considered much much worse
I see the sing-song-lyrical side of everything
I see happiness a poem taken from my heart
and good spirits can bring
So, continue to think, scribble, scratch and
write on
it's nice to know my thoughts will long linger
in other minds when I have long since gone
people are forever telling me
that I'm ever so snappy and smart
that gives my heart an extra beat and boost
an uplift, jolt and start
I'm not really all that terribly intelligent
many go by the words I borrow or rent
I rarely if ever take angry offense
I usually just acknowledge them with a polite
nod or sightless silence
in retrospect, I suppose I could say this poetic
outlet has many times helped me assess and adjust
even when life offers poor alternatives
one must forge warily on in keeping with one's
own personal trust..............
(written Jan 18,1991)