Standing bereft of fur or feather Outside society ostracized Naked in this inclement weather Vulnerable but categorized I reached the end then slipped my tether
I was disappointed in my day Thought too hopeless to be criticized Only the lonely could know my night But that was someone else far away Might have been me or might have been you Might have been both of us together There in the dark while we never knew
Since I seem so little able to Have much effect on things around me I just do my best at what I do Creating by faith and not by sight An illusion now illusion-free
If I was wrong or if I was right In spite of the when and the whether Or else perhaps because of it all Standing bereft of fur or feather Suffering wears better in the fall Clemency in inclement weather Suffering us to be together
Death is the closest a man ever gets To the feeling of giving birth All pain consumed in climax none regrets The most beautiful thing on earth
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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Regis
Creating by faith and not by sight
An illusion now illusion-free
A beautiful search in words.
God Bless,
Lew
I love the way your mind works; this is beautifully poignant. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.