There’s a stark difference
between career and vocation
A career is what
you’d like to be
whereas a vocation is
what you were meant
to be the hard
part isn’t in the
achieving or even the
success the hard part
is the admitting oh
you can spend your
entire life dodging and
ducking swerving and skidding
but what is meant
to be will always
be I caution you
to stop your suffering
and just give in
for just like dying
you have to trust
that there’s something grander
Missing
This is absolutely horrible
horrible I tell you
Tell me how does
one describe what’s missing
when what’s missing is
well uhm gee missing
In order to describe
anything it must be
or must be able
to be or be
imagined but how does
one describe what’s missing
when what’s missing will
no longer ever be
…Ground
There is well was
a place for you
here next to me
in the bed which
I have on occasion
filled it’s higher than
my side since you
are were smaller but
it’s not even that
I simply don’t like
the view of downtown
and the mountains from
over there because from
over here I had
you to look at
before I ever saw
them you being my
fore and they back
CelloMoon
It’s definitely the cello
which still haunts me
it sounds like a
wolf just this side
of the timber line
calling to or for
its one and now
lost love I think
that it’s the late
summer moon which doesn’t
haunt the skies until
just before dawn stealing
some of the morning’s
sunrise reminding me that
while like the love
that I don’t feel
currently it’s still there
even if but briefly
Both cello and moon
are not my ghosts
but my reminder angels
Loon
Oh I implore thee
never ever become me
for I am crazy
as a loon and
oh those poor poor
loons to ever be
associated with the likes
of little old me
Be you be the
best you leave the
loons up to me
