Hiatus - Views in Verse on change

Change is sometimes nice, sometimes optional, sometimes necessary. The latter is often hard and can be met with fear, denial and procrastination...

Hiatus

Many a slip 
twixt cup and lip
Many ways,
To rise and fall.
Yet, it seems
I've surrendered to a lock-step
A promise of tomorrow,
Simply decided, not to call

What is it...
that shapes our intention?
A hitch-hikers guide...
Designed to amplify?
When all that's left
Unanswered
Of today's tough questions
Is a need for us to clarify...

How to evaluate a failing road...?
Does the chicken
Always make it
To the other side?
Is it ok...
When ugly's smugly smiling?
To simply shrug, shut down
And stay inside?

Next steps can be hard
Given the road you've taken
Got you safe
To where you are today.
While the wondrous maze
We wake up to each morn'
Can leave some: bereft, unmoved, perplexed
With stubborn feet of clay.

The philosophers, lots of them,
Might have some answers
If only we, the will,
Their message to translate.
Suggesting a new perspective
May be all that is needed
To see beyond the troll,
Imagined, standing by the gate.

Some people swear
by their own religion
To advance clear thinking
It can without doubt be said;
While a soldier might, simply, resolutely
Whisper in the ear:
"Get up early, face the day,
...and make the bed."

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Views in verse on 'such good sense'

Such Good Sense

Slow it down
Slow it down
And slow it down again
Find fifteen minutes
Of your gifted day
Prepare to be the best you can be

This just makes such good sense I feel

See the small things

Minute rhythms
Frost speckled on a spider’s web
Smell the new life
Feel a sunbeam
Kiss your children as they sleepily wake

Heartily drink in
The daytime rhythms
Talk to others in a measured voice
Walk easily and often
Into nearby bushland
For the reward of a bellbird's ‘tink’

Touch the rain
Savour the air
See the treetops respond to the breeze
A running brook
Watch its dutiful dance
Busy at play as it splashes about

Relax with warm friends
In a welcoming venue
Enjoy the open congenial themes
Be astute to their trials
As they witness life’s journey
Extend them the grace that they need

Sitting on a porch
In the early evening
Embrace the gentle changes shift
Hear your breath
Bath in sure moonlight
Recline with a well-trusted book

This just makes such good sense I feel

Views in Verse on 'the natural order of things'

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DOGS OF WAR

I was so peacefully sleeping inside my little box
When I thought I heard a threatening sound
Better to bark than simply pretend that I’m not there
In the face of louder barkers all around

So I fired off a shot that others might not 'get'
In the hope they wouldn't know from whence it came
Then from a long way off a confronting answer came on back
Someone perhaps in tune with the bigger game ...?

The loud barkers don’t like it when odd strangers interact
It bothers them that they might just get upstaged
I hope they haven’t tweaked that I’m the one who faltered
It’s hell when they get so full enraged

I ventured on out in case I’d overstepped
Not like me to be so concerned about my fate
But in that moment I was frozen in by fear ...!!!
The chance that someone had left open the front gate …???

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Views in verse on the power and the passion

The Universal Soldier

Feel the story of the ages
The spirits living within
A force you sense about you
The heroes, the villains, the kin.
Thundering hooves upon cobble
With weapons drawn to kill...
Dispossessed souls are torn loose
Screaming loud above the din.
So constrained, burdened,
We carry on… afflicted
The call, the brief, the duty
At pains to so endure!

Whatsoever I should lose my way?
Redress me if I stall
But deny me not your access
Enlightenment carries the cure
So armed, we move on
Uncertain if not unsure
While comfort is only a call away
Beyond an imaginary wall.
The stroke inherent in a mother’s touch
The splendour of the dawn
The continuance that we cherish
In the might of a baby’s call.

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Views in Verse on legends of our time

LEGENDS

The appreciation of the spotlight
The acclaim as they'd walk away
No compromise ever shown
In the things that they’d have to say.
The swagger in the walk,
The confidence in their talk;
Such are the legends of our time

Perhaps it’s the allure of their life
That captivates us so
Or the thinking that they’ll live on
Beyond 'the normal' …yes and no
Never seen as one to 'cut and run’,
‘Fact and fiction’ blurred into one;
Such are the legends of our time

No turning up for work each day
With a lunch-box in the hand
No buses, trains, waiting
In endless traffic jams.
Yet, no re-birthing of the star,
But staying ‘exactly’ who you are;
Such are the legends of our time

Perhaps it’s our perception that

They always knew where they wanted to go
No hunger for second…
Just in 'being the best' …so
It’s the will, the myth, the glory,
To add to our ‘own’ life’s story;
Such are the legends of our time

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