Posts Tagged ‘anger’
week 469 ~ perhaps I have been misreading the signs
perhaps I have been misreading the signs
moving too hastily to conclusions
based on circumstances facts anyone’s
guess this mess of misdirection combines
paranoia and anger in a froth
of unknown duration much like whipped cream
that only lasts so long or a bad dream
or a candle that beckons a drunk moth
I flutter helplessly hooked soon to be
burned ripped hopes ride the rage out of my mouth
and I so long to hop a nightmare south
away from this truth or controversy
don’t think don’t talk but remember to breathe
you’ll ride out love’s storm like any disease
week 419 ~ blues walkin’ like a woman
blues walkin’ like a woman
slowly down a crooked road
doin’ what’s right what she can
finishing what she began
eyes never blink her oats sowed
blues walkin’ like a woman
once upon a time she ran
staggered to carry the load
doin’ what’s right what she can
her mind stuffed with contraband
anger ready to explode
blues walkin’ like a woman
owning her path an urban
gypsy with dignity stowed
doin’ what’s right what she can
to ignore the proffered plan
to get back what she’s been owed
doin’ what’s right what she can
blues walkin’ like a woman
week 366 ~ inch your way down to the end of the branch
inch your way down to the end of the branch
and there perched precariously look out
at what lies beyond your grasp never doubt
that soon you’ll get there don’t look down don’t blanch
to repair broken dreams sing love out loud
you may teeter a bit as you balance
between hope and fear but reach further chance
rewards those who take theirs bravely unbowed
by the weight of all the things that never
worked out drop armloads of outgrown anger
turn around and take photos of questions
unanswered then shred unwise opinions
move ahead with an optimistic heart
you have just made it through the hardest part
week 321 ~ the goddess of fortune sits brooding
the goddess of fortune sits brooding
she’s realized there’s no way to turn
twixt a rock and hard place colluding
I can’t fathom what they’re alluding
to far too exhausted to still yearn
the goddess of fortune sits brooding
beyond righteous anger including
hers and mine but it’s not your concern
twixt a rock and hard place colluding
since we know we’re simply deluding
ourselves watching bridges as they burn
the goddess of fortune sits brooding
and termites of distrust intruding
won’t be booted off stage yet though spurned
twixt a rock and hard place colluding
we pause having reached the concluding
stanza with no motion to adjourn
the goddess of fortune sits brooding
twixt a rock and hard place colluding
week 282 ~ don’t walk through the door
don’t walk through the door
not yet stay awhile
I’m not asking more
than this moment for
our dreams to beguile
don’t walk through the door
we’ve worlds to explore
wrapped up in a smile
I’m not asking more
tomorrow could soar
past trouble with style
don’t walk through the door
there’s no keeping score
when love is worthwhile
I’m not asking more
just hear me before
today turns the dial
don’t walk through the door
I’m not asking more
week 84 ~ if fractures don’t heal
if fractures don’t heal
they ache when it rains
and lies can’t conceal
forever the real
damage that remains
if fractures don’t heal
truth can not reveal
what no one explains
and lies can’t conceal
how anger can steal
the hope that sustains
if fractures don’t heal
there is no appeal
if silence constrains
and lies can’t conceal
how can we not feel
the chaos that reigns
if fractures don’t heal
and lies can’t conceal