PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

it's been a day or more since I last wrote
even a single line
everyone eventually gets what they deserve
I guess my time has come to receive mine
up until now I seem to have had it all magically
made
but I must keep it in my head so to remember
while a shovel is a shovel
a spade is still only a spade
I have been allowed to live beside myself and
quietly alone
I sit heavily below my enclosure at the bottom
of my soul like a laden stone
without any adverse effects from somewhat
hostile outside forces
my attitude to aiding the cause has always
come from deep within
and never from wasted reproachful resources
alright I give in
for this excitement of the freedom found
today within the walls of our age
I must place into the book of life and in
limited edition one more colorful page
I feel everything slowly still and tighten
up inside
in preparing for the soul's safe passage
to calmer quarters
there is no measure of risk that can be
easily concealed or applied
so I push on with my trusty pen and
attempt without caution to write
and within my profound conflict
I manage to shake the darkness
once again out of the light
disbelieving in the supernatural and getting
in the way is not the way to win at the game
of life mon frere
if it were, don't you think along that well worn
path I would have run along ahead of the others
to be alone with myself in only God knows where
but for that one brief and careless moment I would
greedily take the least offered refuge
and without knowing how or when
I would happily come back to the original good
in myself like Dickens showed us in his character
Scrooge.........
(written May 7,1991 in the pm)