Crest of Defeat

One cannot say what one would do

If left alone for very long

Sadness creeps in

Hindering the joy

Causing doubt to sprout

Among the already thorny

Thoughts of the mind

Promises made don’t matter

For the slightest thing can

Wipe them out and make them

Void of truth

Why put so much store in them

When fate can blow them

Into yesterday in a few seconds

Wrestling with time for the answers

Only marks more emptiness

And travail of heart

Why, when, where and now what

Ponder the questions

Yet no new answers come to mind

Just more sadness and

Shaking of the head

Disappointed in the outcome

Of another day that is passed

Into the mire of other missed moments

Spilling over the crest of defeat

Into the lostness of now.

August 4, 2020 0

Wait!

Silence speaks it’s on language

Dictating each second into the past

Never to be heard from again

The ticking of the clock pushing

Hopes into my yesterdays

Tears cry out for the now that doesn’t come

Do I linger on these thoughts and dreams?

Have I any hope in what the future vaguely offers?

When will the promises come to me?

Does faith carry them in her wings?

I see no light for the coming tomorrows

Is today the twilight of my world?

Life do you have any answers

For the questions asked?

Wait is the only one I hear!

Time

Some of the saddest moments in time

Are as dreams drown when they crash

Upon the rocks of reality

No longer feasible for whatever the reason

Not sustainable with in the realm of forever

They come up gasping for air

But to no avail

There is no oxygen to revive them

To many memories and long ago hopes

Have weighed them down

They have sent them into the dark chasm

Of the foamy brine of no more

There is sadness at the loss of time

But this can’t be helped

Age and life dance together upon the sea

Of what might have been

Only to lay like seaweed upon the shore

Never again to sway in the currents or riptides

Time has shipwrecked the dream.

Grace Was Not Here

April 2008

Grace was not here tonight

Nor was kindness

Worlds apart in the effort to control

Bitterness and hate walked hand in hand

And hurt not only the young

But the old as well

How do you explain to the one that was hurt?

Grace was not here tonight

Nor was kindness

Enjoy your sleep for God heard you

Explain to Him the reason

Tell Him your excuse

He will be your judge

Was it a good reason?

I can’t answer for you

For I do not know

I only know you hurt someone tonight–Me!

Because you hurt mine!

Bits and Pieces

When time pulls me one way

And life pulls me another

I reach for the bits and pieces

Flying by to make me whole again

Yet so many unknowns steal them

No framework or netting to catch on to

Dreams and wannabes duck and dodge each other

Like magnets pushing each other away

From completing the future plans

Yet still hoping to no avail

I wander in this fog of regret

And what was supposed to be

Never settling for less but not getting the more either

My heart is like a patchwork of broken momemts

Tied together with frayed ribbons

Of old bittersweet memories

Always lost in the waves of not now

Watching the swirling of forever

Mixing every thought with the tears

Of someone else’s life

The bits may never find all the pieces

That would form the ending that is needed

To fulfill the desires of this old lady’s heart.

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