Ghost Ship

like the

Flying Dutchman

cast about

the oceans

tortured souls

unable to land

come to port

complete the journey

unrequited

unable to complete

the circle

the journey

to be as one

not to be

as two

thoughts and

emotions

crash the seas

the mantra repeats

can not have

what is not

attainable

what if it is true

the highest mountains

the deepest seas

stand between you

it is not worth the effort

it can not be

no sacrifice too great

but to no avail

Don Quixote

jousted at windmills

laughed at

delusional

he didn't win

like a lovesick boy

in school

heart set

on the prettiest girl

not to be

why do men

do what they do

brain doesn't

get in the way

logic spock

too human

heart gets in the way

doesn't need to

make sense

she reads

thoughts undone

space and time

allows one to

reach out

or brush away

there will be

another

or two or three

sameness

closeness

not to

be there

bruised

and

bewildered

should have

known better

why did I try

doddering old fool

taken as I am

true to thy self

accept or reject

chips

fall as they may

owed nothing

by other

emotional

outburst

a cleansing

not complete

bury into the

ground

this too shall pass

just a man

to survive

the saying

just friends

not lovers

my ghost ship

journeys on

Daytime Hands Off To Night

looking over water

from backyard

birds come down

once last chance

for the day

feast or famine

unaware fish

swim by

a meal or home

to early

to call

a cool breeze

starts to find

its way

to end

a another

heat full day

the sun

ends it free fall

off in distance

water swirling

ripples trace

the surface

from whence it came

smooth jazz

tickles the ears

Franks and Krall

magical question

popsicle toes

are always froze

how many licks

to make you

happy

the world

may never know

one can guess

one more

might do it

Too Much To Ask?

to awaken

each morning

to the sounds

touch

caress

of one who cares

giving wide berth

barely a glance

tolerated

just

a brick

in the wall

a finger in the water

once removed

nothing remains

once was

hope and dreams

drudgery abounds

thoughts for

the future

cloudy and grey

no light at the end

of this

tunnel

Do You Feel My Pain?

Reprinted
From
R Jacob Post
June 8th, 2010

injury started it
but long time
coming

body run down
over time
waiting
for a chance

the knee
one part of many
crying out
no where to hide
in the world

ache pain
sleep unable
toss
turn
fatigue causes sleep
not for long

body positioned
in bed
like chalk
outline
seeking relief

drug help
one that works
two months
like a lifetime

how does one
handle it all
chronic
life sapping
overwhelming

understand
now
gets to the point
end it all

why they do it
why they call
Dr. Kervorkian
line one

Oil and Water

starts with a fire
explosion in air
people die
can't be found

rig collapse
into the deep
a mile or more

bubbling crude
rising to surface
slow death
fish birds jobs

shut off none
months to recover
food gone
save what we can

earth be damned
all about
the money
drill
baby
drill

sounds hollow
now
doesn't it

oil

and

water

don't

mix

Karma?

sometimes
you think
or plan
effort is there
outside forces
cause a rift

future to be changed
redouble doings
this time
around
the planets
will
be
aligned
over time

You've Got Mail!

someone special
stops on by
time to share
thoughts of
the day

a quickening
of the pulse
good news
or bad
how are you today
a smile forms
someone cares

learn much
of one
or another
ups and downs
family life
been there
done that
me too

pain shared
joy too
work concerns
financial too
tired sleepy
sleep well
enjoy your day

very special
one day

we will meet

A Compliment

you write and
you wonder
did it make
sense
the feelings
and emotions that
were felt
at the time

words rush out
some funny
some sad
tell a story
in my own
little way

if it puts you
in the moment
another time
another place
in the shoes
of another

and you like
it too
my reward

my work
is done

The Hardest Lesson Learned

Friday, July 24, 2009


affairs of the heart
can not be wished
once upon a star

the planets must
align in
the right order

birds must sing
in the same key

bees making honey
never sweeter

sunrise most perfect
sunset brings hope
for more to come

walks by the ocean
two sets of prints
leaving their mark

thoughts to be shared
but never thought

searching the corners
universal emotion
sense of loss
sense of gain

joust at windmills
never give up
somewhere
sometime
someone
not imagined
will come calling

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I am the Tin Man!

one should know
it will happen
one day
age creeping up
wear and tear
occupation contributes

wake from sleep
thought only
of pain
knee cries out
can't move
knifing shooting
left one aches

slowly move
careful
subsides for now
walking at work
right one starts
to click
heard by none

shrug it off
only thought
man's way
ignore it will
go away

suddenly
realized
my new world order
where is Dorothy
I need her now
oil can
oil can
squirt here
squirt there
squeak squeak
ahhh
feeling better
all better

wake up ToTo
no oil can
no relief
surprise
not in kansas
anymore


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