Here I Am
Here I am below the weather
as the sky pelts me with rain.
I am injured by life’s poor luck,
immobile to love’s desire.
In silence I lick my wounds as
she exists, but is out of
reach. I have never been so afraid
to lose something I have no
chance to attain. Her love is for
somebody else. Even I have
to admit it to myself.
Here I am below the dark clouds
taking a shower of rain.
I could hide my tears this evening.
Autumn and Winter
Back under the pepper tree
I spoke to the dog
Buried there under its shade.
I was not expecting answers.
I was drunk with autumn
And winter would be no different.
This time of year, I marvel at
The changes in the weather.
I welcome the cold and rain.
The muses sing from the branches,
A blackbird and a crow.
I prefer the crow's drunken song.
Sleeping Through Life
Instead of sleeping through life
try to learn everything you need
to survive. Try a little of this and
a little of that. One of these days
you will see God’s face. Today is
not that day unless it is. There is
no antidote to death. Do not bang
your head against the wall or
sleep through this life when you
could choose better things. Be
free like the birds that fly and
you will start feeling better about
yourself. Do not let damp weather
stop you. The gentle rain will not
hurt. Lose yourself in books when
unfavorable elements are stacked
against you. Take a walk on the
side of life instead of overpriced
eateries. You will feel good about
feeding yourself with your own hands.
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