Avoiding Pain - Suicide Might Help
Avoiding Pain? Suicide Might Help!
I don’t like to get hurt, grok this path that most walk,
so write poems for strangers (I never will meet,
verse few friends do abide short of formal requests)
that reveal mind in verse (where hearts bathe in the light
of exposure on page). Am I loading a gun
life might point at my head? Will my readers see threats
to their lives in a verse filled with blanks that roam free
or find fault I’ve ascribed trumps the guilt I’ve explored?
Though life’s problem at times, I adore, get adored.
Does fact many bright ships pass at night on time’s sea,
south stars missed in North Hemisphere, call for regrets?
Let me celebrate all that God grants - light from sun,
dreams encountered sleep whispers in sojourns at night,
threads muse follows in wisdom or folly, bequests
laced with sorrow and joy that frame truth bittersweet
I’d fain hang on this wall when I’m talking the talk!
I implore each dear friend to extend grace to pain,
for pain’s truth holds life lessons (that spurned pose grave risk)
Might pain hint you’re remiss in pursuit of some bliss?
Could a toothache suggest sweets close kin to decay?
Does a love that’s forbidden just heighten your burn
and imply you’re afraid of available love?
Is love real that would trick, dare to bribe heart to yield,
would love author a love that denied love a voice?
There’s no touch (one survives) that divorces real gain
though the strength of love’s contact seems long, is too brisk.
Would a lover of pressed flesh sigh, “too hit or miss?”
Pain, I ban for all life, courts a brother’s, “Hurray!”
and a sister in ‘left field’ asks, “When’s it my turn?”
What of pain felt by Noah awaiting God’s dove?
It’s a measure of love, that worst pain gets concealed,
most incredible love known whose pain stays your choice!
Long Tooth
February 19th in 2021
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