The depth of that which drives us
Is seldom fraught with ease
Instead compounds complexion
Which is rarely well perceived.
Portrays us in confusion,
A cluttered disarray
Of mindset scattered to the wind,
Directionless portrayed.
Pray recall the last full thought
That scampered through your head
And recollect diversions flung
Which intercepted thread,
Which spun direction left then right
Amidst, you will recall,
After interminable interruptions,
You then forgot it all.
Consider complications
Which daily intercede
The politics, the pressures,
The poisoned air you breathe.
Consider now the battering
Your reeling mind must take
As constant advertising seeks
To bleed the cash you make.
The ranting in the household
That total lack of thanks
And obsessive competition
Hurled within the workplace ranks.
Caustic interventions thrown,
This madness on the road
And the constant expectation
That you must always shoulder load.
Ah! For a moments peace
Where tranquil thoughts might float,
Where the evening light descends to gold
And tensions flee, remote,
Where a maidens hand caressing brow
Cause toes, in sweet delight,
To curl in mindless ecstasy
As day retreats to night.
M.
24th Sept. 2019