ALONE NEEDS
Sometimes,
Alone needs nothing;
Sometimes,
Much too much grief;
Sometimes,
It goes on and on;
Sometimes,
So fleeting, so brief;
Sometimes,
It feels too superficial;
Sometimes,
More important and deep;
Sometimes,
It only makes me happy;
Sometimes,
More inclined to weep;
But always it is a moving experience;
Something I cannot think to keep.
2012.02.05.0200 ©
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NEW YEARS
It is February,
And surely by now the new year has begun;
The last of the celebrations, the Chinese lunar one, has come:
The cycle that started when the Hebrew fall harvest was spun
Has through the calendar and the belief systems religiously run
So now one might think that the search for newness is done; No
Coming soon will be Valentine’s day and the hope for a new, loving one.
Then Easter will herald a resurrection for all
When the spring time and nature will beckon and call
To the new life within us that wants to be free
And to frolic in the summer of July, independently;
Until “new” would more express us as august and sober
As we must return to study the cycle of death in October
To begin to search for some light in the dark;
Where once again, good religion would find reason to hark
The birth of a new light and a redeeming hope to spark
To set off some fireworks and a new year to mark.
2014.02.05.0300 ©
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CREATING NOTHING
Is any writing better than no writing?
Like any life better than none!
It depends,
If the caveat to which we are holding
Is that nothing is something from which to run.
I have too much
And it holds me to thinking
That my bed and my own web I have spun
Where I cannot break free to an healthier time
When I felt I was happy and young.
Now my tongue is my pen and my paper
But silence is still a golden holy stance
If only I could stop listening to the music,
If only the rhythm did not call me to dance.
Content I could be in my solitude,
My silence, my desert retreat;
But only if I was deaf and blind to everything
And never felt the cold or shared the heat.
So I must try every day to make something of nothing
And like our good God to try to love and to create.
2014.02.05.2200 ©