CONSEQUENCES

Broken to a point of desperation

Downtrodden, heavy-hearted, lost

Burdens greater than ever before

Torment and anxiety the cost

Guilt has a way of teaching us

Which road to take, it’s true

Travel down the path where the heart leads

Or suffer the consequences within you

LOOK AT ME! … a poem

You’ve hurt me

You’ve humiliated me

You’ve disappointed me

You’ve made me cry

You’ve broken my heart

You’ve broken my spirit

You’ve caused me guilt I cannot deny

You’ve looked at me with contempt, sometimes

You’ve proffered words of poor advice

But I forgive and love you

No matter what

As I see you in the mirror

Looking back into my eyes

Roads… a poem of life

How difficult does your road have to be

Is it filled with potholes

Or as smooth as the sea

Is it scattered with pebbles

And filled with cracks

Are there mountains or molehills

Or well-worn down tracks

Trace, Sand, Tire Tracks, Sea

Is it uphill or down

Which way do you go

Do you have a destination

Are you stuck in the snow

Is your path blocked by a rock slide

Or fallen down tree

What gets in your way

When you’re trying to see

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Do you look for specs

In another one’s eye

When the log in your own

Could cause you to die

Take care on your travels

For they lead to the past

Find the smooth road ahead

Because it all goes too fast

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FINAL JOURNEY… a poem

photo of green leaf trees covered with ice at daytime

And so,

I meander down the mountainside

Into the valley that would test the resolve of my fear.

No, I have no time for plunder this time around

My journey is a deeper one than that.

While I’ve hidden away upon the mountain,

While I’ve terrorized those, who trespassed upon my land,

I find my ill-sodden soul too heavy to bear the fruits I’ve sown.

Alas, I seek my final resting place among strangers.

God help me!

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View Master

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The view master found its protagonist.  He was draped in a myriad of colors, and was chasing around and around.  Just a sliding shuffle and click away from another heroic scene.  What adventure awaits?  Who would become the antagonist to this adventurous soul?  Ah, but isn’t that what the wheel of fate has in store for each of us.  We spin and shuffle through life hoping to load the next adventure and scene that will be better than the last.

Stop!  Get out of the loop and live.  We only have so many spins in this life, and it seems the more that pass the faster we go through the next set.  Just a thought…

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