The other day I was sitting at my art table sketching
a book cover and thinking deep thoughts like.."What's for
lunch?"...When a little voice inside of me said, "Go the distance..."
Okay, now I am not schizophrenic or obsessively metaphysical so I
thought that maybe for some reason, my subconscious had a desire to
watch the movie "FIELD OF DREAMS"...but that phrase stuck with me for
the rest of the day. I decided to sleep on it, bedtime always giving me
the opportunity to awaken at 5AM and have an "AHA!" moment.
And sure to form I did. So here's another poem...I decided to post it
here because I do truly believe in going the distance...
I heard the call, the other day. It said “Please… go the distance…”
But I refused to give it sway and chose the least resistance.
Denominator common least, an easily made ample feast,
Of lassitude and platitude, no dreams to light the way--
Ashes of a fire that I once called desire
Sprinkled everywhere in disarray.
Morality, Integrity as such I did elude
And chose instead to make my bed upon life’s turpitude.
Then hope stepped in, a ray of light and gave a glancing blow
To the blanket of my night, and showed me where to go.
She punched a hole down to my soul, rendered me a hand
And beckoned me to grab a hold then helped me to a stand
I saw her light, a beacon bright, in my darkest hour
I drank her in, above the din, a cure that I devoured
The first step was the hardest but it took me the farthest.
For darkness has no fellowship with light.
That one small spark, took me from dark,
and from blindness, rendered me my sight.
a book cover and thinking deep thoughts like.."What's for
lunch?"...When a little voice inside of me said, "Go the distance..."
Okay, now I am not schizophrenic or obsessively metaphysical so I
thought that maybe for some reason, my subconscious had a desire to
watch the movie "FIELD OF DREAMS"...but that phrase stuck with me for
the rest of the day. I decided to sleep on it, bedtime always giving me
the opportunity to awaken at 5AM and have an "AHA!" moment.
And sure to form I did. So here's another poem...I decided to post it
here because I do truly believe in going the distance...
I heard the call, the other day. It said “Please… go the distance…”
But I refused to give it sway and chose the least resistance.
Denominator common least, an easily made ample feast,
Of lassitude and platitude, no dreams to light the way--
Ashes of a fire that I once called desire
Sprinkled everywhere in disarray.
Morality, Integrity as such I did elude
And chose instead to make my bed upon life’s turpitude.
Then hope stepped in, a ray of light and gave a glancing blow
To the blanket of my night, and showed me where to go.
She punched a hole down to my soul, rendered me a hand
And beckoned me to grab a hold then helped me to a stand
I saw her light, a beacon bright, in my darkest hour
I drank her in, above the din, a cure that I devoured
The first step was the hardest but it took me the farthest.
For darkness has no fellowship with light.
That one small spark, took me from dark,
and from blindness, rendered me my sight.