Friday, December 14

A Child's Request



Speak to me of life lived,

of Love provisioned,

Of difficult, brave choices and of adventures found

Spin stories extolling character, honor and desperation

Demonstrate the virtue of balance and choice, of empathy and of self-respect

Expose humanity's naked frailty, then reveal the rich abundance yet hidden

That I may learn to seek the best in life

and the highest within myself

Tuesday, December 4

Gifts of Healing and Prose

A gift during this self-described "pro tem convalescence," the poem is posted as promised and with fervent gratitude. I confess, the prose incites an uneasy sense of deja'vu that I remain, as of yet, unprepared for. Apprehension and foreboding still accompany occasions of relational suggestion or consideration with those whom the fierce creative forces envelope and drive. Neither adulation nor anguish, when true, can be expected to dissipate quickly, if ever. Be that as it may, felicity and laughter yet remain friends and welcome company, as too with my esteemed poet.

Grant such compunction leave, avant
Sweet, impetuous piquant
Bid thy discordant obsequisness surcease
For yet thou fluently foment
Innate concupiscence extent
By thy inherent and puissant sui-genesis