#225
Would it be as
rewarding without
these constant
frustrations? Would
the stories be as
good? i can’t help
but think, yes.
#226
Ya, they may have fallen,
friendships, formers,
somethings can’t keep,
some people can’t keep up,
the road is long
the burdens many
less is more
when time’s less lengthy,
i forgive at pace
but that doesn’t change
the charge,
its hard to forget
that
losses equate to lighter loads
once the lessons learned.
#227
The list of things
i should have known
before i left the house
is getting ever longer,
simple things
i didn’t dream
would drag me spiralling
downwards. The bumps
and snags, the tools left,
i’m bruised, i’m bagged,
i’m out of breath,
a little more time,
planning the next bout,
is a promise i’ll keep
before leaving the house.
#228
Are we there yet?
Am i ever more insolent?
Such obvious answers
give me the definites,
Underline, and outlined
defining your obscured truths,
can i tolerate much more?
i hope so, i hope so.
#229
Are hard days worth
even recording? i ate
today, that’s a plus,
obviously it wasn’t
enough. My reserves
all disappeared the moment
i needed them. Heartbreak,
oh the mold, oh
what will i ever do?
Push forth?
To what glory?
i even doubt it myself,
what value is there?
in the abstract?
What pedestal have
i so poorly tried to assemble,
and what purpose may
it provide save for
inevitably tumbling from?
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