
Our lives are long, winding roads
We never know what’s next
In a second, things explode
Leaving us utterly perplexed
But we must keep driving
Searching for light ahead
We must keep trying
To avoid the dead-ends
Our lives are long, winding roads
We never know what’s next
In a second, things explode
Leaving us utterly perplexed
But we must keep driving
Searching for light ahead
We must keep trying
To avoid the dead-ends
traveling the dark tunnel
there’s no end up ahead
only pitch-black fear
innocent cries I hear
the virus has destroyed us
but in our weakness
we find strength
Continue reading “Emerging (a poem)”what does it mean to be brave
in today’s age?
maybe it’s simpler than we think
like the warrior societies of old
their ethos to put family first
die for a cause, face aristocrats
who sit on gold-plated thrones
who bemoan gutter-champions
& bare-knuckled brawlers
Continue reading “Brave (a poem)”be careful, son
don’t delve into
too much mystery
it’ll consume you
pray to yellow moons
inky-black skies
howling wolves
green wilderness
cycles of rebirth
summer turns to autumn
the land sustains us
be careful, son
& brave
(Photo by Izabelle Acheson on Unsplash)
One look into Medusa’s eyes, you turn to stone
as Perseus knows – but the demigod is brave
he must save his princess
there’s no getting in his way
deep in the Underworld, toss a gold coin to
cross the awful river
Medusa slinks + slithers in her temple
‘till he slices off her head
uses it to kill the Kraken –
oh! how the gods play games with us
atop Olympus
one day they’ll pay for this
when they’re gone, forgotten
when we move to monotheism +
Zeus, Poseidon, the rest are studied
instead of worshipped.
(Photo from themarysue.com)
Note: I was inspired to write this poem after watching the movie Clash of the Titans – both the original 1981 version and the remake from 2010.
The wild gardens in our neighborhood grow onto sidewalks
weeds choke out flowers in front of beautiful homes
near the synagogue we wish to visit whenever
this virus stuff is over –
wild gardens, with daisies and wildflowers
that remind me of your wild spirit + ceaseless bravery.
(Photo by Scott Webb on Unsplash)