Not Of This Place

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A pilgrim, I walk alone

Friends I meet, and lose

Pain I have felt

Some I did choose

 

In a barren land I tread

Thinking by choice

A guiding hand

Usurped my voice

 

And I am a traveler

Paths I forge in trust

With no map

I must

 

A Pilgrim, walking alone

A visitor in this place

For a time

Then I go in Grace

 

Stoic.

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Explaining

 

Why do I try to explain

To others, so long lost

Maybe I am wrong

 

A world in strife

I live my life

Lost in life’s song

 

The choice is clear

If they want to hear

But they argue

 

I love all

My enemies I embrace

I love you

 

Hurt me

Love me

I am here

 

I am unmoved

In turmoil I stand

Because I am here

 

Stoic.

Never Me

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When what we do for others

Matters more than ourselves

 

We have finally gone home

 

When we fade, and become

Everything to another

 

No accolades, no praise

 

Never sought, never wanted

Given without contract

 

Of ourselves we give without limits

 

We are of this world and more

With my heart I wish

 

Another to care

 

When my time has come

And I want to go home

 

Stoic.

 

 

The Seed

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It was planted long ago

Old journals from the past

 

Writing I no longer know

Show a truth that will ever last

 

Reading words I now forget

As another, found the truth

 

Upon a path walked in neglect

Brought home as a living proof

 

It was always with me

Though I fought those words

 

As I read what then I sought

I live with what I said and heard

 

It was planted long ago

What then I could not see

 

Now I surrender everything

Who, and what, I came to be

 

Stoic:

 

 

In Reflection

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An obsession

Craving another

 

To belong

As property

 

Needing

Grasping

Wanting

Begging

 

Giving

 

Yourself

 

Away, unwanted

 

Tell me you need me

That I may believe

Your words

 

In your hands

In your eyes

 

Giving

 

What I do not want

Of myself

 

My mirror

 

I the reflection

To be

What you see

 

Mirrors crack

Images twist

 

Thrown away

Another to replace

I AM NUG

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I am NUG

A Naked Ugly Guy

Left outside alone

And never knew why

 

I am NUG

Carved with care

Then abandoned

Forgotten and left there

 

I am NUG

Decades have passed

Seasons are gone

Now I’m home at last

 

I was NUG

I am no longer alone

By my fireplace

I protect this home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just Here

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This one they call Steve

Sits drinking his coffee

 

A vague memory of driving here

As he sits flipping

Through a Buddhist magazine

 

Forgot his reading glasses again

So, he squints’ absently

Absent, nowhere

Writing this on his phone

 

None of this is planned

Never planned

And yet it happens

 

Spontaneously in this moment, and this, and this…