Monday, December 29, 2014

Trust

Trust--
Precious until broken,
Difficult to determine
If I should
Give that to you willingly,
Without hesitation

Trust--
A gift given or a penny earned
or a disposable diamond.
Yes, tis disposable
In my current usage,
No true conviction.

Trust--
Cautious and careful,
Developed overtime,
It should be earned.
Or should it?
Could it be assumed?
Granted firsthand until betrayed?

Both are practical and fair,
The second more naive--
Less cynical.
Do I trust you?
Do I dare?

Monday, December 22, 2014

New Year Poem 2014

It's a new year
new me?
No.
I'm still the same
but
everyone else thinks theyve changed
at the stroke of twelve
at the drop of a ball
they suddenly believe they can conquer all
The truth is
they fall into a slump one month in.

It's a new year
new resolutions
No.
New and impossible promises to oneself
we do the opposite
we move backwards
we conquer nothing once again.

It's a new year
new cynicism.



Keeping Things Whole by Mark Strand


In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.