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Our past is just that,
it cannot be changed.

Our future has not arrived
so we do not know what life may bring.

All we truly have in life is this very moment.
No future, no past.

Just this moment in time to savor.
Knowing your life, you control right now.

So each day look in the mirror,
say well done, I have done well.

Your past and your future at this moment do not exist.
I apologize
For all the times
I wring my hands
In worry
And ask you
What I have done
Wrong, with eyes
Reddened and blurry
I seem to lack
The skill to see
The truth from these
Illusions,
Entrammled in
The mire of
My agonized
Delusions.
There was a moment today
When I felt it
In my chest
A warm cascade
Of utter joy
At being alive
Simply being
Who I am

My body tingled
My eyes lit up
My face broke into
A most natural smile

And I was just
Happy
To be who I am

And then
I snapped back
To myself
Like a rubber band
And how instantaneously
My mind
Took back control
Returning me
To my default
Of feeling
Less than I am

To accepting
The compromise
Of a smaller life

Of deciding
To be bound
By a lesser reality

To be fearful

But
Oh!
To feel free
For one split second

How wonderful to know
That unrestrained joy
To imagine
That I could live like that

How encouraging
To believe
In being happy
Just as I am
Written 10th January 2016 as I recall my day with fellow SGI Buddhists
A twinle in your eye
A glimmer in the sky
That's exactly when I knew
I had fallen in love with you
And you remind me of every person I know and love.

If you can live long enough,
Life will teach you how to live,
And in the moment we'll grow.

And all I can give
Is nothing more than the truth
As we reap what we sow.

I guess it's true what they say,
You live and learn,

Misguided youth now we wait and burn,

I guess it's true that it's easier to fake than it is to actually do.

The devil disguised in the roots,
I watched him grow inside of you.
Inspite of you, I was inspired by you,

But
I was just passing through,
Transparent apparently on a path led with tangled leaves,
Tread into the ground.

I guess it's true that were bounded by love.
As the seasons changed so did the reasons to fall.

And I fell for you implicitly,
like rain drops from clouds.
We are but lovers of words
Delving deep into our souls
Trying hard to convey what lies in our hearts with simple paper and pen
Grabbing our dictionaries our thesaurus'
Wanting to use the most profound of words
Wanting to have our readers, long after the read is done, remembering  
How this one, just this one made them feel
Hoping to have created the most epic of writes
All while still staying humble and feeling blessed if it only reaches one
We create pictures of love, toil, strife, longing, heartache, masterpieces of written art
We are poets.....
Keep writing my poets....
I desire to explore your land
Sweep through with only my hand
It's this unquenchable yearning
In my core uncontrollable burning
Devour me with your gaze
Lips meet lips set me ablaze
Calm me as you cave my walls
Increase my high as this night falls
POEM 111*

Sometimes I feel like
I’m in a Nicholas Sparks novel;
one of those deeply romantic
love stories fated to leave tears
contouring your emotions,
and now I am walking alone,
down by this old river,
ear bud melody
of “Sweet Jane,
sweet sweet Jane”
holds my heart
hoping I might find you again.
Could we ever get back home;
dance those back porch dreams,
dive into the clear blue river
holding hands? Laughing?
~~~
“Sweet Jane,
ah, sweet sweet Jane”
you hold the best part of me.

Aztec Warrior 1.10.16


(NOTE: poem inspired by the movie, “Best of Me” and the song “Sweet Jane”, done originally by Lou Reed/Velvet Underground, but covered nicely by the Cowboy Junkies.
Here is the link:    https://youtu.be/BHRFZFmEq9o
Hope you enjoy...
never, ever watch a Nicholas Sparks movie alone... and not be able to talk with someone afterword, share coffee and thoughts... maudlin poetry results
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