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21, again
Questioning doubt furrows my brow
As I take one more step towards my tomorrow.
If I peddle the past, and deal its blows
Will it give my present peace?
I shuffle the deck and spread the cards
for glimpses of my future;
But today all I feel is longing
and attachment for those faraway dances.
How tall were you? And were your hands craggy?
I remember your fingers were long.
Your hair was a mess, your smile full.
As beautiful a man as time beheld
from all the beginnings.
And, oh, but your sigh was graceful
I want to see you now…is that so unbelievable?
As if all these years were not.
And would I even recognize the funny tumble of your walk?
Would I know that the care on your kind face
was for a stranger?
Or for the young girl that was me?
I’m thinking, thinking of calendars
full of days without you.
And the ironic thing is that today I can not get you out of my mind…
when I haven’t even thought of your name for years.
Choose the happy minute…2
Greetings to this life of mine. I am the instrument of my destiny. I have free will. And with that the ability to choose. I can wallow forever in tears or I can make my own happiness by my own part, with my own mind. Say to yourself, “This minute you can be happy.” And so it shall be. Do not worry about the next minute. Only live this minute. Then when it is over, again say to yourself, “This minute I am happy.” It is all a matter of thought. And do not think too much. Enjoy. Enjoy this life. The happy minutes are short after all. And soon it is all over. Life is short. But you have now. This very minute, by my thought, I have the free will to decide if I shall be happy or not. Why would one choose not to be happy? It is ludicrous. Given the choice, would you choose to be happy or sad? Only a sane person would always choose happy, for what kind of person would choose to be sad? An insane person. One with incorrect thinking. When I am thinking clearly, of course I would choose to be happy. So make the choice, and let it be so.
Choose the happy minute.
Life is
Swirling rifts of smoke behold my bluest eyes
Light and dark conflict, no need to sympathize
Day and night bemoan an endless nothingness
What have I ever known of life’s eternal bliss?
Enchanted by the moon, or blinded by the sun
Two alone together, canst among them make but one
As loneliness eats deep my heart
A past in love severs mine apart
And what of reasons to exist?
A bitter cup of emptiness
I see the beauty in a flourishing orchid flower
Mine eyes forget their happiness in an hour
Swimming deep unto the clouds of heaven
Drowning sleep is but all couldst braven
09-27-96
If there was a day
When I would be free
To love with all of my heart
the you and the me
If there was a place
Where lovers could meet
Could I ever be happy
just seeing your face?
Let’s dance in the rain
Naked bodies entwined
Together we’re two
of the happiest kind
Let’s go to that space
On the top of that hill
To kiss and embrace
And to have our fill
If there was a way
To make it forever
I’d give you my soul
And never say never
12-12-95
Oh, deep down in the waters of a witch’s moon
I cry, I pause,
embrace my doom
With tiny flicks of candlemass
I hide beneath a plate of brass
This space of nature-
this space I’m in
Covered with furry moss
in my witch’s den
Can I come out and see the joy of Puck?
Or forever in this mood I’m stuck!
Choose the happy minute.
Today, this moment, is all anyone has. Why not enjoy it? Be alive, be happy, experience joy for this moment. Do not wallow in sadness and fear. For that is a waste of time. Time is so little and goes so fast. One minute is only 60 short seconds and then it’s gone. One minute can be filled with happiness or sadness. Why not choose the happy minute? And then choose another happy minute. And then another. Until all the minutes are happy minutes.
Choose the happy minute.
09-25-00
A light so dim inside my heart
beats softly, slowly; where’s the start?
A cry to God to call my name
A day so sad, yet always the same
My mind it aches with thoughts and fear
Why oh why must I be here?
The wedding bell was stilled that day
I left at once, though asked to stay
A vision of hope streams bit by bit
A breath for life that’s barely lit
Why oh why must the day’s go on?
When all I want is a silent song
11-20-92
Here is a story of a girl who lost her mind
Splintered and crushed and passed through time
She had no lovers to comfort and to keep her
She had only open veins draining deep and deeper
A little girl played happily with dolls and toys and trains
A car went speeding into Daddy and crushed his little brain
A girl cries out all alone for the mother went at birth
To a place where they say God lives, never to know her daughter on earth
A teenage hellion runs from hell, for that’s the house she’s in
A convent orphan’s child now whose feelings are a sin
She goes so far in a stranger’s car and enters a cruel world
Where God’s forsaken memories are rumors to be scorned
Lovely child for grace begot and left without a care
Lonely piece of flesh and blood, was your bitter life unfair?
Today she wiped her life away with a neat and steady hand
Please forgive me mom and dad, the pain inside was grand
I am at peace as I watch the flowers blowing in the wind
Understand my life was grim and now I am but sand
Drifting free with all that’s here and but a speck of dirt
Which is how we all should be, to save us from the hurt
04-07-92
Piercing noise invades my pretty head
No one else can hear the music imploding
My body exploding without control enfolding growing old
As I walk on fire and give away old times
To the grandfather on the wall ticking away
I sway back to the past reaching fast
To hold on tight to my depression
I fight for light to prop me up so I can see
Energy bursts away from me
The dance is unexplained
I’ve never done this before
I don’t understand the heat from the sun
Sending me back to the grace of ice cold water
Gulping down life
Groping for sense
Floating on air towards the tunnel of life
I’ve unstuck myself from the rut
of how I’m supposed to be
Leaving behind society
and images of propriety
Embracing love and everyone is how it’s supposed to be
And now I’m finding youth again
And singing songs out loud
Giving up the gray cloud of sadness
I hung up every day
Now I can say it’s glorious to be happy
My goal in LIFE-
Run
Jump
Play
Be joyous and free
Above all
Love yourself
The rest of the world can follow if it wants to