In turgid waters does the ship
Of my life make its way
E’er does the brine wash o’er and tip
My hull, to my dismay
No solid ground avails me
Nor wind blow straight and true
Instead it’s my ship sails me
No matter what I do
1/31/2023 – a haiku
Some days I can rest
Others my mind is weary
Yet can only whirl
1/30/2023 – lightyears
Bring that brightest starlight
That it might light the way
Toward a better future
That when the stars at last can see us
They are pleased
1/28/2023
When will the hoary shackles of
Life’s winter crack and fall?
When will I at last rise above
The muck that grounds us all?
When might the shadows of my thought
Recede as stars at dawn?
So that I’ll be that man I ought
To be, not one more pawn?
1/27/2023 – for what do I fret
For what do I fret
When such riches lay at my feet?
The warmth of a fire,
The smells of a hot meal,
The noises of the beasts
And the words of a lover?
For what do I fret
When all I need, I have?
1/26/2023 – a haiku
Looks like I owe you two poems today! Here’s the one for yesterday, very belated.
Sun through the window
On a cold winter’s morning
Life, like none other
1/25/2023 – with wariness
It is with wariness I walk
Along this o’ergrown path
E’er watching in the shadows for
Vile biting, shadowed things
1/24/2023 – none else in the world
I have but one desire
Alas that it is not mine to keep
For I make not the winds
Nor the streams
That will carry you
I make not the destinies
That the Fates
Have written for us
Yet still I shall hold to you
For there is none else in the world
For me
1/23/2023 – a haiku
As winter drones on
The seeds fidget in the dirt
Anxious to break free
1/21/2023 – you, the sea
So little else amid this world
Could give such peace to me
As I in your arms still and curled
I, stone; and you, the sea
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