Time, The Silent Enemy

Driven on by a cold wind
reluctant to embark
I journey forth
somewhat convinced
delusional that
victory shall be mine
at the end of my climb
denying myself
the pleasure of the game
by forfeit of my pride

Your Redeeming Qualities

Have loaded my cap-pistol for maximum sound effect
– ready to take aim & fire to break the silence –
spewing insults without all the blankety- blank- blank
– playing with both god & devil on my team –
making scenes not to be soon forgotten
in words & body language we can all comprehend
– a player in the game till the bitter end –
accepting challenges with a heavy heart
– checking & rechecking my facts –
reaching for amicable conclusions

Apathy

I’ll freeze without warning
– my master defense

It’s Sunday in the here & now
– holding on to the smoking gun
of yesterdays’ trial & error

Shame, No Shame

There’s no who in you
no tomorrow yet today
haphazard on the face
in yesterdays’ remains

Got a shelf full of my poetries
and a case full of treasured music
combining history with a fistful of mystery
a cast of diverse characters
and tireless acceptance of life
as viewed from the passenger seat

Never Burned

Got no script or stage direction
Experience laced with experimentation

Got no rhyme, got no reason
All my thoughts are out of season

Exploring options before execution
Keeping oneself above rejection

Laying plans in business concerns
Fulfilling success at critical turns

I Am

To know that old adage
‘hindsight is 20-20’
there’s no one moment
could have been left out
in the mystery of who I am
and whom I shall be in days ahead

For the Thrill of It All

I won’t be denied satisfaction, if not to be granted perfection
– hoping for a miracle