To walk the barren rocky lay,
across the tattered lands,
brought madness that which came to stay,
inside the broken sands.
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 6:55 PM UTC
Carved from among ruins
rummaging deep within my memory
transfixed on determining what is
this I must somehow come to find.
A journey starting from unknown
places, destinations I only will
become to realize when I arrive.
Knowing soon will dreams
become reality.
All will be well
All will be as I prayed.
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 11:44 PM UTC
We travel thru many of
time's bizarre moments
not knowing how to
handle the trials.
More often than not
those moments are spent
feeling rejected, or alone.
We fear the outcomes
as hard as they seem.
Transparent to no one
left to endure the surprise
to our own self.
No attempt to made to
feel love or acceptance.
A hardened heart resides
where once compassion reigned.
If for only a moment despair
lived here.
Praying for a better world
hoping for a miracle.
Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 6:00 PM UTC
Along the by the byways
of our endless thoughts
traveled far and away
infinite ideals, valued
only to those who
afford stand firm
in beliefs unsolved
but for self am I
cherished in a
blanket laced
with possibilities
unblemished.
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 3:49 PM UTC
My thoughts have vacated me
gone somewhere I
have not been told.
Gone for no reason.
without a hint of goodbye.
Suddenly, for I feel alone
left in a world where
I belong not.
Searching for answers
as to my reason here.
I barely know the questions'
much less how to find answers.
I fear for the darkness
I think may prevail
in what my thoughts may become.
Where do I turn
for my time runs short.
No longer the youthful
razor I was once.
Years have taken me
and my thoughts away.
Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
through slumber presence I fall
into another world or dimension
places which may be unknown to me
faces I barely recall or notice.
I travel thru highways long and cold
at times upon some I recall.
destiny unknown or why
for I just sleep
my inner being accepts all
which falls ahead.
I control nothing in this
sometimes darken journey.
I'm only along for the ride
for soon I'm sure to awaken,
to what was familiar to me
before this journey to nowhere,
took over my rested slumber.
Marty
7/31/2013
Aug 6, 2013
Aug 6, 2013 at 5:21 PM UTC
If ever the moment comes
when my steps have
become few and light
when my ability to walk
at all becomes a chore,
promise me you’ll remember
the many steps
we shared together,
the many places where
we strolled hand in hand
admiring God’s beauty
in the people and places
along the way.
Promise you will walk
those same places and
reflect on the many
memories we made,
sharing life and love together.
Promise you will stroll
just as we did
the same enthusiasm
the same magical wonder.
Promise me your steps
will not be heavy or burdened
with sadness or dismay.
For never were ours
when we strolled these paths.
Promise me no matter if
ever we stroll together again
you will never forget
our many walks
and never allow
your steps to be silenced.
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 11:40 PM UTC
What is this passion?
This life’s ambition
that is suppose to
lead me toward my purpose
of happiness and fulfillment.
bring meaning to satisfy
a calling.
We are born with a purpose,
a calling to accomplish
a gift God has inscribed
into our spirit,
which gives meaning
to our earthly existence.
I searched deep within ,
The deepest aspects
Of my soul.
I have searched outward
for a glimmer to guide
me toward this meaning
nothing definite has
have I seen.
Although I am aware
of what brings joy
to my day.
I hear voices which say
this is your passion,
go out and share
with the world.
For they need this
gift, this purpose.
For how am I to
fulfill this calling
so it brings a living
to my life?
That’s another question
along with the many already
lost in my journey.
May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 11:13 PM UTC
Twilight envelops my being
As I gaze upon this banquet.
A banquet to tempt
the strongest of wills.
Philosophers think about it
poets pen poetic verses.
A canvas of impeccable beauty
to satisfy the most
finicky of palates
Therapy for the mind,
like a sanctuary of soft
gentle music to
replenish the spirit,
calm, soothe the soul.
Humbled by all this,
I feel blessed to have
been awarded this
loving garden to enjoy.
I am humbled by
this awesome
majestic kingdom.
Mountain ranges loom large
above the horizon
some with tops of white
snow capped crowns.
Moonlight now replaces
the reddish sunset.
I rise from where
I have knelt in homage.
For I have seen the
beauty of heavens gate.
this blessing I
shall never forsake.
May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 8:57 PM UTC
To what do I hold dear
this visit of April's kiss?
It seems much too early
for your arrival,
for winters cold breath
has yet to frost
my mornings much.
April, you have kissed
the many plants and trees
with warmth,
their leaves and blossoms
sprouting forth bringing
new to life to once ghostly
looking trees and
barren gardens.
But February frost beckons
for one more cameo
tho seemingly it has
stepped away for now.
Although I love the spring
which brings new life
colorful beauty to the land,
I have but one worry.
Spring brings to young men
the feelings of love,
but to me it brings us
one season closer,
to the sweltering
dog days of summer.
May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 10:12 PM UTC