Saturday, June 23, 2018

RANDOM # 101

“Poetry can be dangerous, especially beautiful poetry, because it gives the illusion of having had the experience without actually going through it.” ― Rumi

no more words
no more rhymes
I say adieu to poetry
the spark’s no longer there
the view’s tainted with partiality

no more verses
no more poetic lines
there’s so much duplicity
this mode of self-expression
has turned into a personal liability

RMP
6/23/18
Winnipeg MB Canada


Saturday, June 16, 2018

REASONS UNKNOWN (Remembering Anthony Bourdain)

“Maybe that’s enlightenment enough: to know that there is no final resting place of the mind; no moment of smug clarity. Perhaps wisdom...is realizing how small I am, and unwise, and how far I have yet to go.” -Anthony Bourdain

When words no longer make sense anymore
It’s time to pack up and move to a distant shore
When gross duplicity overwhelms you to the core
The only thing to do is to stop asking for more

You can’t insist what they’re not willing to accept
If they don’t care they won’t value your precept
Words are useless if you can’t simply connect
Deny this truth and you will lose your self-respect

Time's not an assurance that you will see eye to eye
More often than not you'll be asking why oh why?
Comparison won’t stop no matter how hard you try
It will be too late to realize it’s all been a big fat lie

Reasons unknown we make our own decisions
Leaving more gray areas and unanswered questions
Secrets are kept while we are running out of options
Silence is the unlikely path of our concealed emotions

RMP
6/15/18
Winnipeg MB Canada

Saturday, June 2, 2018

25

“True love doesn’t come to you it has to be inside you.” Julia Roberts

another year in the bag
even if the energy fluctuates
our journey isn’t that easy
we’ve missed some open gates
the joyride isn’t the typical
compared with those around us
at times we couldn’t help but wonder
if there’s still something to discuss

each year is definitely unique
the stories are not the same
we still compare and look around
trying to find the perfect frame
our bond becomes an obligation
the magic seems to vanish in the air
we’re just going through the motions
there were times we just don’t care

more than silver, more than gold
more stories have to be told
more than silver, more than gold
more memories till we grow old

stability remains to be elusive
while expectations are disturbing
we’re influenced by what we see
a trendy route’s just overwhelming
we have our vows to remind us
but they won’t prove our loyalty
commitment goes beyond our words
there are limits for being free

worlds apart with those we love
we chose to be on this foreign land
here we’ll have our twenty fifth
hoping things should go as planned
chances are we can pull it through
as long as we’re on the same page
it may be tough but if we are one
we’ll grow stronger as we age

more than silver, more than gold
more stories have to be told
more than silver, more than gold
more memories till we grow old

RMP
6/01/18
Winnipeg MB Canada