PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

my life is ordinary
extremely ordinary
yet I span upon horizons far above
that of my gentle own
my craftier nature doesn't often easily get shown
over life's little mishaps and let downs I get
constantly thrown
but I try to remember and repeat the old saying
about when In Rome....'
out of proportion, that elaboration I may have blown
my mental network still baffles me even now that I
am fairly full grown
my felt to be talent I repeatedly question and dissect
in the hope to properly hone
my conscience ways down my ego's id like any garden
variety stepping stone
even when I am by myself I am never fully alone
my thoughts hunt me down in their search for
tenderness
like that found in a sweet sweet kiss
I no longer cross my own sacrificed soul alas I've
managed to take the cross out of the criss
there is still much to covet but conveniently miss
undoubtedly it is known that I am a great fan of the
one immortally quoted as saying indeed,
'Ignorance Is Bliss'
my natural nocturnal need to sleep I can no longer
resist
so I'll leave you to your own to quietly read this
(written July 22,1991 am)