PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Often I sit and write of things

I can in no other way explain

tears falling feelings

like the pounding given by the rain

distant visions capture the spirit's

imagination like the scattered sand

upon the great western plain

true images of love in fact

fail to compare to others so

astonishingly plain

the great gatherers of reason stand

stiff in their guarded ravine of blame

in the face of the fall who but God and I

could create such a gross exaggeration

of the mentally twisted game

the victors vow to conquer

their defeatist's shall in turn crawl

and out of the heated confrontation

the ministry of angelic repose shall resolve

to rise above it all

and here lies the faithfulness of the pen

its devoted ink now nearly dry

the higher by passes of sanity shutter to try

to somehow forgive

for the supreme forgiveness of one's self is

hardest of all to aspire to

but with each new page as my guide

they blindly manage to still lead me to you

my own private Lord................

(May 9, 1995)