PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

pale, skinny arms embrace the calm purpose

of yet another approaching fear

while, I stand proudly juxtaposed to an

inner silence that's so vaguely queer

surrounded by my own censure, so colorful

in its unveiling drama of half looped self

disgust

what purity fights me in this grueling battle

of wills over the remnants of but one lingering

lust

creativity catches me in a trap of fabled

writer's block

as I'm blown from my beloved boat of tranquility

by the unquestioned powers of a near to evil

opposing flock

my supposed peers

with their over inflated heads

perpetually stuck in the sand

only seem to criticize my unwavering

self dedication when they should instead

try to understand

but truly I hold no grudge to he who refuses

to stand up for or by that of a friend

instead I choose to merely go it alone

to the towering top in the eventual end

for often it can indeed be happiest 'ere

best that way...............

(March 6, 1994 am)