Poetry & Personal

Poetry & Personal

“To Have a Home”

June 17th, 2017

This is a poem about love forlorn, home, and intimacy. It is somber and melancholy. It ends with the following lines:

Someday I might find a woman with whom I click, 
But the chances, and the waiting, are making me sick.

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“My Golden Trophies Are More Like Yellow”

golden trophies June 15th, 2017

My search for romantic love has seen some frustrating years, when fulfillment and joy seemed out of reach. Here is a stanza that characterizes this poem about belonging and meaning:

I will, at the current rate,
Die a lonely and heartbroken fellow.
Though I have won accolades, 
My golden trophies are more like yellow.

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“Integration is Fitting the Pieces into a Whole”

integration is fitting the pieces into a whole May 22nd, 2017

Integration is fitting the pieces into a whole. In this poem, I write about the challenges, benefits, and results of group psychotherapy.

The somewhat shallow life I lead, albeit pleasant,
Seems more meaningless and dull from their point of view.  
But Monday nights are marked by camaraderie and challenge;
The process turns my pastel existence to a more vibrant hue.

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“The Courage to Feel”

the courage to feel May 17th, 2017

This is a sad, almost pitiful, paen about hurt, loss, and loneliness, but also the courage to feel, and perhaps, heal. An exemplary stanza is:

This is all true my friend.
I too have been hurt, and I am still reeling;
The world can hurt like that.
But don’t let it make you lose your feeling.

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“The Sting of Transience”

transience May 15th, 2017

Here is a poem about love and loneliness, culminating with the stanza:

As I take another hard swallow of liquor,
And stare stoically into the distance,
I am reminded of the times I shared with her,
Still reeling from shock of transience.

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“Watching TV, Nobody Ever Grows”

watching TV, nobody ever grows May 15th, 2017

This is a poem I wrote after achieving a long period of stability and well-being and contentment. I questioned the worthiness of such a life.

Balance is a worthy path to take;
Pursuing the highs and accepting the lows.
Time is too valuable a thing to waste,
For watching TV, nobody ever grows.

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“Does Love Survive Time?”

love May 8th, 2017

This is a poem about love – both the romantic version and the cooler, more stable one. Does it live or does it die; can it survive or must it wilt?

Perhaps poets have given rich lives
To fantasies created by their imagination,
Whilst the love of themselves and their wives
Is either a frozen pond or a wild conflagration.

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symbols April 15th, 2017

A poem about self-knowledge and personal growth:

My life is a map; proud ink on olde leather
Relief depicts the saga of my life:
Love is represented by the mountain
The river symbolizes pain…

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“Like a Palm on a Tropical Island”

self-doubt and loneliness April 9th, 2017

Circa 1999, this lamentation about self-doubt and loneliness, depression and anomie, begins with the following lines:

Reminiscent of a palm tree placed involuntarily on a faraway, tropical island,
I live a life saddled with melancholy and self-doubt and loneliness.

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“The Day We Said Goodbye”

the day we said goodbye April 8th, 2017

This effusive poem about love lost and emptiness experienced is typified by this stanza:

Memories come crashing in, uncalled!
My mind wanders to the time we spent.
I’m sure it did happen – all those good times!
I am left wondering what it meant.

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