infants cry in their sleep
adults learn to hold their
feelings inside and sort
through indecisiveness;
we are tolerant of others
who tolerate us as we
age out of infancy and
strive towards perfection.
Dark Evil
hours after light fades
after darker than dark prevails
lanterns on the porch front
light the way inside,
only evil creeps slowing
wicked spirits of devils lurk
ever demon comes back
every soul wondrously inviting
never to be seen again.
Footsteps
I
simple were the days
when the well wasn't dry,
the bird's frozen songs
hid the spring behind,
we looked into each other's eyes
bathed in admiration, poised
yet dwelling inside curiosity,
lights tempered without glare
fell at our footsteps,
left behind... passed by
until retracing where we were...
II
the evening clears a path
through the day,
a mental elapse without errors
a journey from attitudes...
III
her image lies in
buried thoughts on the
floor of our imaginations...
IV
tree-lined and empty
without thoughts or feelings,
whether or not it will end,
always wondering...
V
courage rests in ambiguity
blind thoughts trespass another's domain,
we are resolved and assured
by limitation and disruption...
VI
backwards, we look
sometimes fatally,
our past reminds us now we
are not what we were,
no longer
not even wishing or
wondering it to be...
truth rests at the bottom of the sea,
truth is spoken when lies will not suffice,
truth is broken when convenience permits,
truth disallows newcomers,
truth is marked absent on Sundays,
truth is held to be self evident,
truth is found in two negatives,
truth arrives after glass is broken,
truth seeks out and finds its specific gravity,
truth lies with the beholder,
truth is a matter of degrees,
truth accounts for most divorce,
truth is the foundation of disorder and disobedience
Thoreau's truth was Whitman's grass
no matter how one smokes it but will we
ever be dishonest enough to finally speak it?
Night Lifts
and when the dawn appears
the lifting of the night completed,
we are still the same
always pronouncing the same patterns
as appropriate solutions;
problems are substituted for
other attractions and our freedoms
are at each other's disposal
and visible in our courtrooms;
a preface without accompanying text,
color abstractions waiting to be formed
into something meaningful and
brother sister arguments must
wait for the next rainy day.
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