An Attempt

Shall I make an attempt at beauty?
And if not
Am I spent without purpose
And such a fool to waste
Precious gifts
Precious time
Blinded by distractions
Self-indulgences
And sent off course
Rocketing
Staggering
Duped?
Have I been had?
 

A Playful Persuasion

I like people
Who gently unbalance me.
No need to rock my world,
Small pebbles and sand
Will do just fine.
I don’t want to be staggered,
Just gently danced to the beat of
That different drummer,
Swirling and laughing
And gasping for breath,
A playful persuasion
That leaves me smiling to myself
And wondering:
What just happened here?

Hate and Love

You throw your shit
And some of it comes my way
Shame shame.
And bits of it stick
On heart and hands
Of the simple and the good
It is tarry-vile and it burns
Deep down near the core
(Is that your aim?)
Near where we dearly hold
Hope hope
And it is  so very hard
To wash it and be free.
 
Why why?
I do not understand
Why you are so cruel
With your tools of power
Running hot
Stirring and brewing hate.
And gut deep I am sorry
For these times of so much sorrow
As it is painful madness
This I know
This I see.

But I do not join you
No no
Will not can not
And so
 I stand against your loathsome course
(There is even a tear for you)
I am I am
Not weak with fear
But strong with love
As there are better futures
And so a better day
And as for me
I choose I choose
I choose to go that way.

I Am Small

I am small
And today I will shrink a bit more
Distance and time doing their duty
Fraying the cords that still might connect
As we unspool across the universe
Splaying the rooting vines
That are no longer growing.

There is no fault,
 As there is no grip so strong
That does not at last work loose
We hold on
The gap grows
We hold on
My gravity is gone
We hold on
Free falling
As the great world spins.