April 16th, 2016

Shaman - Horse

Poem - To

The poem “To” could be very hopeful or very dark, depending on how the words are interpreted.


To lessen
the angst of everyday,
to distract
myself from the pain,
to make it
through the hours' turn,
these goals are set in my response.

To medicate
with the surface dark,
to dive deep
beneath unconscious,
to be awake
while numb to all,
in these things find life's withdrawal.

To unwind
into darkness bliss,
to shed
this skin for a last time,
to find
the exit hid from sight,
all of these are my life's delight.

To be or not to be,
dual letters of consequence
to act on wishes
stated here,
to leave the words
said not done,
this is my choice yet to make.

© 2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20160416.
Shaman - Horse

Poem - The Other

My poem “The Other” is about one of the pitfalls of living. Life isn't fair, we survive, and yet there is painful regret.

The Other

To have loved and lost is passing pain.
To still love and lost is permanent ache.
It would be bliss if life was the first
sadly though I've felt the second.
Once there was a rose in bloom
complete with the inherent thorns.
Still the stem was embraced
with stains of blood to this day.

It matters not how many years
tick away on the wheel
when the heart has indulged
in the quest to find its love.
To love is the price of life
with no guarantees issued forth.
Love extends beyond the veil
of bloom's failure to expand.

Life continues with some joy
with love's encounters near at hand.
I'll not proclaim that all is lost
when walks divert at the fork.
A lifetime will flow away
as participants walk their way
by choice or circumstance
down paths not taken by the other.

© 2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20160416.
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