views in Verse on 'a new normal'

Life

Bold candle

Burning bright

Hold tight to your watch;

Arched against the darkness

In resolute service

A sentry

Against the dross

Winsome for the moment

Oh so humble

To the core;

You will serve there

Till your resilience

Is cruelly crushed

Again and again …once more

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Views in Verse on liberation

The Expressionist

One masquerades as an analyst
Loose thoughts, pinned free to the air
Sometimes an addled philosopher
Life’s lessons oft’ prone to share

At home with words
The poetic leap, an irrepressible thing
Linked to its ugly partner released
The cathartic urge to sing

Even at times as an artist
In an attic, somewhere in France
The oozing blaze of the palette
The essence of the trance

Perhaps as a guide
Ushering, a light into the gloaming
Riding a horse on a sandy beach
No plan, carelessly roaming

Broken from all barriers
Like a raft, tossed foul to sea
Freedom comes to the self-released
To be who they want to be

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Views in Verse on 'the last hurrah'

The Last Hurrah

Question me not
As I descend upon you
This was never a game of chance
The time has come
To ‘get the ducks in a line’
Resolving:
There will be no ‘after the dance’
Is it too late for ‘sorry’...?
‘Should’a done this...’?
Could’ve been a better friend?
Or does one
Fold starched inward
Mouthing:
‘Who gives a stuff in the end?’

Whom to think about
The light’s on you
Do you resort to a sad goodbye?
Or will one...
Stiff upper lip just as before
Gripped:
Nary a tear to the eye?
As we ‘breast the tape’ though
It’d be nice to know:
Did you make the most of what you got?
Or did I dither and waste
When the call came down
Did I…
‘Piss and get off of the pot’?

I guess we all do find our way
Say ‘here’s to us...
We’ll all be together again!’
And we’ve no doubt challenged ourselves
On our own self-worth
Surely:
Every now and then...
Assured to recount the days and nights
Before the sword
Could dutifully commence the fell
Simply to rule a line under it
And say
in closing:
A soft but firm ...’oh well’

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Views in Verse on 'framing dreams'

Dreamscape

I think I know the reason
Why I’m still in love with you
The lines between surreal and fact
Are rarely else but true
I bring my M.O. to the table
You bid me ‘better’ to the fore
And while at times
I’m all-too-hard to fathom
Your echoes bid my ‘all-too-distant’ core

Given we’re forever musing on
What’s our ‘next step beyond’
Following our framing dreams
In search of due response
Without much over-thinking
Together in alacrity
That’s why you too
In our cherished quest
Are still in love with me

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Views in Verse on 'rogues in robes'

Rogue in Robes

Once knew a preacher named Bob
Who enjoyed the perks of his job
He stalked three young boys
His prescribed altar toys
Just two years for his crimes sad sod

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