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The Whole Story
Standardthere is a focusing on the pain
and in it
there is no discovery
there is a focusing
on discovery
and in it
the pain might be belittled
neither is the one
if either is doubted
both are true
both tell the story
if the whole story be told
if the whole story be told
must not there be respect
in equal measure
for both
From Where I Am
StandardI just got better
at something I long ago
wanted no more to be
a problem
I don’t want
to be getting better
at the things
I don’t want to still need
to be getting better at
but the work
is the work
that is
though I do long
to be working from
some higher level where
I’d hope to someday be
the work
is not just
the work itself
but acceptance
of what is the work
I need to do
and the progress is not
from where I hope to be
but from where
I am coming from
it is progress not
from where I would be
it is progress
from where I am
Which I Do Desire So Much
StandardI am sitting at the light
thinking of the higher road
which I do desire so much
where I can forgive
where I can be calm
where I can accept
and understand
It is the person
I want to be
the person
I truly want to be
I am sitting at the light
thinking of the higher road
when it turns green
the light
and in a moment
I start to go
when suddenly
from nowhere
it bashes through the light
that has been red for too long
this meanness of the world
that ought not be this way
I am provoked
and I battle
between the higher road
and the me that is now
in this moment
I strike out
for against this offense
it is just
or maybe not
maybe it would hurt me more
and change the world less
whatever change
might in fact
it be deserved
it is a battle
to the higher road
that I do desire so much
to the person
that I truly want to be
that I am truly trying so hard to be
and sometimes I can
and sometimes I am
and sometimes
tomorrow I will be sitting at the light
thinking of the higher road
which I do desire so much
and I will be provoked
Run Between And Look
StandardI am going along
being myself
when I begin to doubt
or fear
or start to criticize
and the me
that is most me
becomes lost
in the noise
in the doubt
in the hurt
and the world is stopped
until I regain
until I remember
until I return
between fear and self
I run
and look for me
But The Vision I See
Standardchipped away at
cut and bruised
beaten and laughed at
all these killings
over all these times
of all I know
of all I feel
of the vision I see
while I do not even see
it happening
or see the killing it does
the chipping away at me
trying to stand
as my feet hover over this maelstrom
this void
wherein is left nothing to stand
upon
for all these cracks
in all I knew
it stops some suddenly
and I hang on some ledge
waiting to fall again
and it continues so
having endured these trials
having passed these storms
what remains is stronger
or maybe not
but it is so different
I am so different
or am I
or should I be
or can I be
it is all so different
in everything
in every way
but the vision I see
To Where I Will Go
Standardthis path of mine
that seems to take me round
and yet again
in this self same place
while yet do I long
to break free of its hold
to see of that which is other
for I dream the dream
beyond this
and feel the hopes
that would be born
what holds this here
can I but not step away
can I but not
break free
why these steps in front
return to that place
that was behind
this path of mine
that yet goes round
to this self same place
again
there is a path
that leads around
there is a path
that leads ahead
or maybe
there is just a path
that leads
to where I will go
Does Not Matter Does
StandardThe world outside does not matter
the world outside does not matter
So I say to self
the world outside does not matter
inside what counts
inside to whom to listen to
the world knows not better than I
Years have I told self
years have I tried to listen
the world outside does not matter
When suddenly a small bit of world
says a thing nice
does a thing nice
And suddenly I surrender
The world outside does
And still I tell myself
Distant Fear
StandardOn the distant horizon
fear fills the sky
for that which unknown
Unavoidably forced on
the horizon approached
nearer comes defining
The worst case
the best case
both
fear perhaps still
but nearer too
a next step
In the distance fear
nearer a fearful step
but a step
before comes another horizon
Unknown Time
StandardI am in time
I am of time
but I only know time
I am in time
I am of time
but I only feel now
so powerful
what I feel now
to give me joy
to give me pain
so weak
what I know of to come
the joy that might be
the pain that must surely end
in all time and of all time
while time only now
is what I feel
while what I know
needs be what I feel
More Than Is
Standardif there were yet eyes
would there still be sight
if there were yet sound
yet still could what be heard
if there were yet the want
is there still the step
with all that I might see
of all that is within
for all that I might find
would I still strength to look
with all the world could answer
will yet it to be asked
with all that could be known
what want is there to know
with all that could yet be
what will choose more than is