First Posted July 31, 2006

 

Trespassing

I am a trespasser upon my shadow's ground
an unwanted visitor in my soul's shade
forever prodded along by impatient voices

This tramping through the dust of life
has only discolored my shoes
what is the lesson in that

Thought Piece No. 11

A head full of knowledge does not make one a wise man.

It is how one applies his knowledge that makes him wise.

 

Thought Piece No. 10

To know something is noteworthy.

To know why it matters is indispensable.

Posted 19 Years Ago

 

THURSDAY, MAY 26, 2005

All Of My Poems

All of my poems
up to this point
have been rough drafts
to be revised someday
to say what they are
supposed to say
when I know what that is

All of my poems so far
except for this one

Thought Piece No. 9

A man who can make do with whatever he has, 

has everything that he needs.

Marginal Memories

Marginal memories
that part of us
which mourns lost chances

Chances that had only 

the promise

that time would not wait 
beyond the moment

Thought Piece No. 8

People are never looking down
when the rusty nail bites

thought Piece no. 7

There is never silence in nature

its sounds are the order of the world

from crickets to thunder

messages which must be heeded 

Thought Piece No. 6

There is a great clamor today

for transparency.

What we get is smoke and mirrors

trying to pass for reality,

self dealing trying to pass as

righteousness.

 

Thought Piece No. 5

Second-guessing is a sport

indulged in by people who

never take that first step

of trust in themselves.

They prefer to be critics

of those that do and fail

pretending to an infallibility

they do not possess.

Thought Piece No. 4

Only a fool believes his own lies

only a dotard ignores factual evidence

he trains his thoughts to compromise reality

and his speech to give voice to

un-reasonable declarations

The Rationality of Reason

Tattooed with my own blood

scarred by my vacuous needs

yet reason persist in my 

every day drama

Focusing on the rational

my sails remain trimmed

before the winds of change

I cannot worry about

what happens next

there are myriad possibilities