PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

be smooched

comes to immediate mind

when I think of you

a man none too happy with his lot in life

his heart buried beneath the ruble of

the every day grind

this Lilly before you

only pretends to admire the fragility

of the rose

for she sees no necessity to further

perpetuate such a ruse

her desires are as common as far as any

desire goes

the intensity of the moment has a way of

taking away from the popularity of such a

fleeting thought as this self truth

long now lost has been the virtue of

idealism found in one's straining youth

life is after all but its own most perfect

excuse

we say it all the time even as we learn what

it is that we live

perhaps that is why

many are drawn to the beauty of another's

carefully constructed facade

where only yonder glares any such absurd

and out right lie

we are but walking symbols of jagged

contradictions

attempting to side step broader issues yet

to be taken up with God himself

all the grittier answers

feign to flea these ageless moments

before even the most harmless of all questions

is spoken

self doubt can be the most humbling aspect of

one's humanity

pity of course being yet another

the fragile threads that attach us to each

our spirit's most perfect self

if we are lucky

do not all get broken

so seek out the divine truth

that is needed to live in the light of such

an all empowered blessing

and with clear and honest emotion allow no

time for the devil's work of futile second

guessing

for it serves no real purpose other than to

further muddy up the once pure, rippling

waters

and that is just what the hands of evil

want.............................

(April 16, 1996)