SWEET DEFEAT

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sacrifice the cause and negotiations will fail

logic and reason must be in perfect accord

for the senses to prevail

ah and now we get to the very essence of the overly

uninspired

through experience and perseverance

this knowledge I have judiciously acquired

with the knack for absurdity I have been generously

blessed

as if you hadn't by this time already guessed

behind this quick smile and so sweet disposition

lay the teeth of  a tenacious feminine form

with a heart as big as the sun and twice as warm

between obligation and self motivation I am terribly

torn

from the outside inward I have become sadly worn

its of very little use to me now  

so I try not to think ahead too far

the only thing I know is that my first male born

child will be named Parlan Noir

some like the walking wounded know not what they

carry around with them or what they are

I on the other hand carry around with me

knowingly the burden of the scar

these self serving words slide through me like

ice water spilling into fevered veins

what one minute gives me viable strength to

further pursue

in turn pulls the plug on creativity and its me

that it consequently drains

I feel a rivaling fever in the clutches of a most

riveting desperate remorse

the promise that I'll bounce back again

will come no sooner than in my own natural due

course

a writer so unlike a journalist I am free to reveal

my source

I say gentle prodding be damned

use full blown hard won mental force

now I'll disengage myself from this page and

leave you with this which I have wholeheartedly

endorsed

alone by myself again I have too much horsed........

( written Aug 12,1991 am)




























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