More Poems

The Crooked Path

God sees out,
our future predestined.
But it is a crooked path,
changed by freewill.

For in heaven the view
is so much more than mere mortals see.
Destiny, interwoven
with the choices of men.

© 2011 Wasted Space Publishing

Read Old Books

Read old books.
They take us to places
We can’t go any more.
They transport us through time
To worlds we don’t remember.

Read old books.
They reveal the beginnings of ideas
We take for granted.
They unfold again for us the ideasRead the rest

Irrelevance Has Won

I’m lost in a mass of conflicting images.
Springtime in winter.
The miracle of birth on fifty widescreen inches.

I’m confused by the abundance of information.
So many instant winners.
The start of another warped tradition.

I’m drowning in a sea of irrelevance.
Money for […] Read the rest

Exercise in Futility

What did you learn today?
Anything important?
Anything you’ll remember?
Then it wasn’t worth it.
Was it?

What did you do today?
Anything earth shattering?
Anything anybody else will recall?
Then it wasn’t worth it.
Was it?

Remember
What you learn and […] Read the rest

Think About Me

Think about me when you wake up in the morning.
Think about me on your way to work.
Think about me when I’m right there with you,
Just like I think about you.

Think about me when your day is over.
Think about me when you’re […] Read the rest

Before Sorrow

Sadness walks a tightrope –
Less than the depths of sorrow,
Greater than the pangs of conscience.

Sadness falls as tears –
Filling the reservoir of pain,
Releasing the overflow of emotion.

Sadness calls.
Sadness overwhelms.
Sadness dies
And gives way to haunting […] Read the rest

It’s My Life

A restlessness that won’t go away.
A yearning that gnaws on the inside,
Never letting go of its penetrating grip.

Would a different set of circumstances
Make for so much better of a life?
Would a different set of choices
Help alleviate this inner strife? […] Read the rest

Lost

I don’t know anyone who ever tells the truth.
There’s always something concealed beneath the surface.
Even honest men still tell lies.
Deceit enters everybody’s life.

It’s the duplicity of man that hides the higher order.
It’s the con man in every soul that thwarts a […] Read the rest

and weary, too.

Restless is my mind,
and weary, too.
Eaten up by the things of this world.

But peaceful is the heart of God,
a refuge from the eternal storm
that is the unsatisfied soul of man.

So look not to man for knowledge.
Trust instead an […] Read the rest

Dreams Fulfillment Lost

Caught

whileing away another day,
along with so many days before.
Wasted, woeful dismay,
me and the days before

gone in a mirage
of things I did and things I didn’t.
Reflections of azure,
beautiful but emptied

hazy horizons in the distance,
distinct […] Read the rest