I have finally learned
the lesson of less
Less is far better
than more ever is
Less is a blessing
it forces one to
be simpler to appreciate
and to be kind
Less is what I
imagine Heaven to be
A place of snowfall
of silence of calm
of sunshine and rain
of humanity and mindfulness
I have lived through
the lesson of more
More always wants more
more is a hellscape
an eternity of selfishness
Less lets things go
unnoticed and unwanted things
baggage and staggering burden
The lesson of less
isn’t one for fools
or fearful or frivolity
The lesson of less
is reserved for those
who are courageous capable
and strong committed to
living life with more
of almost everything importantly
impactful and essentially impossible
simply by accepting that
less is always more
Category: Poetry
Dawn
The day starts quietly
as the rest sleep
but I sit awake
thinking and quietly watching
as the day yawns
from deep blue to
the shallows of dawn
WelcomeDark
Learn to trust the
dark it is not
your enemy it is
rather that one place
where everyone always goes
before they get to
where they want to
be or ever belong
Fireworks
I do so enjoy
this time of day
these last few hours
of the long night
of twinkling far off
street lights of the
darkest of dark skies
of this deep dense
thick and unyielding black
I am an onlooker
awaiting like reveling children
on our Independence Day
for the skies to
open in an explosion
of this new day
Problems
I don’t make my
problems anyone else’s business
what could they do
do they even care
do they care enough
to set aside theirs
Problems are like spiderwebs
we walk into them
unaware until we’re tangled
had we’d known that
they were there waiting
then those same things
wouldn’t be a problem
but part of life
Problems most likely happen
when we’re looking away
at some other thing
completely stupidly blindly unaware
usually focused on desire
I told you so
Do not blame me
Adages of our age
