Hole Reinforcer

Through empty eyes that stare
At me through broken tear
Hole torn and into space it weeps
No more absense complete
Trying to stay put but no hold
Falling to the floor so cold
Once ripped never mended
Tape makes worse to the obsessed
with uneven sticky mess
To be thrown away but wait
Doughnut shaped sticker?
I hesitate.
Divider so precious, will it be lost?
With only one hole shaming the others
Saving at what cost?
Can it be patched for a while
Can loss be detained?
Sticking both sides evenly matched
To see the effect, if it works
My constant divider, I've become attached
But soon another will let go
Now or next Monday
I'll never know, but not yet
Hanging on determinedly
I'll wait for the next hole doomed
Then let it go free

Resignation

Does the end come slowly
Trickling everyday
Or come like lighting
Bolting with massive speed
Does it slowly crush us
Sucking life and limb and air
Or does it depress us
With nothing left to care
Will it all just end
or continue to beyond
Like the nitrogen cycle
or the phoenix’s saddest song
Will we be transformed
beyond our wildest dreams
Abandoned in hopeless struggle
Beside life’s greatest stream
Lost to dreams and memories fading
Will we fight with no rest in sight
Troubles always coming until
Crying out to gods and the end
And in the middle we find
The deepest of our peace
Wells up from space inside
From God or from breathing air
We neither know nor care
But relaxing we sit tight
And wait for things comforting and trite

Deep breath and then again
Harder the fight and on to some end
Tragedy or pathos, will it come
Eventually when least expecting
Happiness comes a creeping
If worse can come now
I can only wait and ask how

Summer Sonnet

I sing a song of sunny summer day
Meadow my muse and Puck, my wicked guide
Fishing stick swords and magic steeds bestride
Idyllic afternoons have run away
Swallowed by drear industrious display
Mischief is dead and foolish dreams subside
Where my wistful wondering child haunts chide
Could I faeries and sighing streams betray?
With childhood forgot there is no haven
Naught to do but grieve no joy to leaven
Summer sweeps in to scare terrors and tears
Pixies prevail, all monsters fall craven
Day dreams, sunbeams are manna from heaven
Imagination’s light eye sees no fear