https://mjb-lessonsfromlife.blogspot.com/ "Out of life's school of war: What does not destroy me, makes me stronger." Nietzsche
Monday, August 14, 2023
summer
porch swing
Tuesday, August 8, 2023
bullshit
not a box of chocolates
I used to look for the pot of gold
then I realized-- all of it's bullshit
life is what you make of it
victims will always be victims
the strong will themselves on
waiting for the dawn of a new day
another day to try harder
to right the wrongs
to rely on the kindness of friends
and to thwart the enemy
with the Grace of God
I go forward untethered
looking not to the past with its ghosts
but with sunglasses for the sunny days
ahead
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thin line
tethered
me and you
that summer night that we first met
there was only me and you
alone, in that dim, crowded room
music in the background plays
TV’s sporting different games
blocking out assorted noise
hearing only your deep voice
loving all that has come after
entwined in all the things we do
tethered together, me and you
Sunday, August 6, 2023
incase
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Debris
All your memories packed away
Tell my heart that feels betrayed
But in good time even that will fade
The time with you that wasn’t wasted
Bittersweet and honey laced
My mind remembers your embrace
Dreams of a future now debased
I’m much stronger than I thought
Better now, not overwrought
You never even felt distraught
Inflicted pain cost me a lot
I told you when you closed the door
That would be it forevermore
I told you what you had in store
But my pleas you did ignore
Now you’re hit with some debris
Wanting back what will not be
Remove the blinders you will see
I am doing what is best for me
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a better day
many of which were circumspect
deposited minutes and hours left
of overdrawn reality checks
seconds pass just way too slow
signs don't tell you where to go
confused religious taught beliefs
supposed to give you some relief
Father guide me in this quest
choose the path which is the best
litter not along the way
heading toward a better day
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Saturday, August 5, 2023
walk
pug pulls tight the camo leash
there, the coyote alone walks by
the pug barks loud at the ostracized
there is Millie, our walking mate
waiting just outside her gate
she sees the lone coyote too
hiding quickly from its view
first days of fall, the morning brisk
I can stand much more of this
better than the summer's heat
bouncing hot off well worn streets
and so we walk, along the path
going quick so I get back
to the coffee fresh and hot
my reward, a whole new pot!
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once or twice
once or twice I thought I saw you
where shadows stretch across rock lawn
but it was the heat from the sun’s rays
a mirage evaporating into evening dust
once or twice I thought I heard you
drifting silently into a dream
when I looked you were not there
faceless lessons I finally learned
once or twice I thought I smelled
ambrosia left from morsels of love
it left me hungry after digested
thirst not quenched from bitter wine
once or twice I thought I felt
the softness of a lover’s hand
soothing brow but not my mind
coarseness of burlap against velvet skin
once or twice I thought I tasted
the sweetness of what could have been
imagination plays funny tricks
on the senses of what won’t be
Friday, August 4, 2023
for keeps
here by my bedside?
or shout it out loud
from the high mountainside?
have a conversation
with all the mesquite
or with folded hands,
here down on my knees
do I ask absolution
from all my past sins?
for the ones I pushed out
or wrong ones I let in
maybe a rosary
said two or three times
all that I'm asking
is for one little sign
dear God in heaven
I may have been bad
and I never noticed
the good things I had
all that I'm asking
no--begging if you please
all I have now
I just want to keep
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Trust
absolution
Wednesday, August 2, 2023
chaos
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Monday, July 31, 2023
prophet
what is the price that you will pay?
when it's choking out the sun
just dark clouds on a rainy day
consuming, scratching and screaming
clawing its way to the top
a thick cream that soon rises
it clabbers without stopping
fragments of possessions
pointed shards of yesterday
cutting deep, crimson bleeding
all you've hidden away
the fear so black and hollow
as it suffocates all you know
slam that door, lock it tight
refuse its ticket to the show
take the shroud that wrapped you
shed that tiresome weight
the angel on your shoulder
will be your saving grace
a silver lining does appear
like a prophet it will speak
take its advice, don't think twice
at times when you feel weak
from the prophet gather your strength
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crash
scattered, shattered dreams
didn't feel the head-on crash
though silently I screamed
shards of recognition
laying at my feet
dented metal memories
that now seem not as sweet
blown rubber realization
the heart can't be revived
emt's take the body
spirit showing no signs of life
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shards
you glance back at what you created
the tower taller and getting nearer
it shines in the sun and glows in the dark
it’s where the fire began with a spark
you whistle a tune and some come running
smiling their smiles and dancing to your tune
but I do neither and turn my back
picking up speed and tightening the slack
you call for me, but I can’t hear
a white noise hums inside my head
what was true and built to last
shatters like so many shards of glass
Wednesday, July 26, 2023
freight
a heart unfulfilled
and the night haunts me
and I’m here alone
not where I want to be
the dreams that come
remind me you are gone
clutching your pillow
as the nightmare wears on
the sun creeps in
and I wake still distressed
unhappy with the morning
that leaves me repressed
drink the acrid coffee
that's so bitter and hot
start another day
with a darkened blind spot
the day does drag on
hours feel like years
just since you left
I remain now austere
going through the motion
it seems life stands still
regrets and remorse
a heart unfulfilled
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Monday, July 24, 2023
just the facts
Wednesday, July 19, 2023
a time and place
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a heart that weeps
I climbed the rungs
you went higher
I couldn’t hold on
the song you sang
I couldn’t hear
words to the wind
or on deaf ears
you disappeared
without a trace
no tracks left
the trail erased
no warning shot
you were on the move
an empty chamber
an aim not true
when you left
you took it all
no safety net
to block my fall
a broken past
a wall left breached
a soul bereft
a heart that weeps
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Monday, July 17, 2023
I am
replete
in the dusk that falls before night settles in
no notice do we take as the moon starts ascent
you fill me with love--it courses through my veins
is there a better feeling, a confection any sweeter?
your head upon my breast, listening to my heart beat
whispers in the moonlight, a dance that we repeat
a song playing over and over, of love that is replete
slumber will find me wrapped snugly in your arms
dreams of floating on clouds--softly come upon me
you awaken me with kisses and we embrace the day
as last night history lesson is once more completed
is there a better feeling, a confection any sweeter?
your head upon my breast, listening to my heart beat
whispers in the moonlight, a dance that we repeat
a song playing over and over, of love that is replete
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