Most won’t
Like you
Or love
You or
Help you
Or think
You’re attractive
So stop
Living for
Them in
Some vague
Hope and
Start living
For you
And you
Will hear
A hammer
Strike an
Anvil in
Heaven heralding
Your life
To you
Category: Creativity
Failure (to You)
A secret
In life
That we
Often avoid
Is failure
We all
Fail everything
Fails at
Being something
Sometime I
Had a
Fish once
That couldn’t
Float and
A canary
That couldn’t
Sing yet
It was
Happily a
Fish and
A lovely
Canary failure
Is a
Given and
Trying to
Avoid it
Is trying
To avoid
Your life
Tonight (to Bean)
And once
Again we
Sat this
Time in
A swing
And swung
Sharing shaved
Ice while
Laughing about
Silly things
As the
Sun winked
Behind a
Shadowed thicket
Of trees
And in
The earliest
Of Twilight
Hours far
Away planes
Scraped the
Sky white
AsPoets (to You)
Are we
Simply locusts
A blight
Plaguing the
Earth or
Perhaps we’re
The pervasive
Gnawing of
Hunger deep
In the
Belly of
A child
Or perhaps
We’re a
Glacier scraping
Resources and
Retreating once
We’ve had
Our fill
Are we
Not truly
Charged with
Change as
Poets aren’t
We supposed
To incite
Riotous inflection
With words
Why then
The imagery
Of angels
When we
In fact
Live amongst
The damned
Poor (to Mary)
Poor means
Poor it
Doesn’t mean
Broken nor
Does it
Mean ignorant
Or lazy
Or unlucky
Or dirtier
Or even
Less fortunate
So many
Of us
Have so
Much that
We forget
What we
Have why
Not give
Those forgotten
Things away
Not to
Make room
For more
But to
Raise the
Poor up
From the
Very bottom
Of life
