Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 166
January 20, 2021
Please Sir, I Want Some More
Don’t cry or pout, Little Oliver.
There will be more,
There’s always more,
So don’t be afraid to step up and ask.
All he can say is no.
Oh yes, he can gasp and bark and snap
At your audacious question,
Shocked by your nerve,
But it could be worth it if,
In the end,
Some kind-hearted soul takes
You under his wing.
Though you may be orphaned,
No family in sight,
You need not be lonely
Or even alone.
Your future is now
If only you want it.
Ask if you dare.
It will come to you.
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January 19, 2021
A Day Off
A day away
From hash and hassle…
Nothing to do.
Nothing to do.
Sleep in late?
Meditate?
Not a chance
Not a clue.
Eyes pop open.
Mind seeks hope for
Something new
Something new.
Outside scoping
Interloping,
Throwing schedules askew.
Breaking cycle
Not a trifle,
Causing minor men to scoff.
Settle in
Relax and win
Just enjoying
A day off.
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January 18, 2021
Smooth and Soothing
That voice, so melodic,
So soothing, so smooth as
It touches the ear and
Goes straight to the heart.
Calm reassurance that all is right
In a world at times so horribly cruel.
And they named her Grace.
Different from most, but
Always a constant,
Forever in concert with
Sweet harmony.
Grounded by faith, but
Rising above every conflict
With reason a constant companion
And her heart filled with grace.
Childless in essence, but
Mother to all who
Seek motherly content,
A need to abide.
Every effort
Totally effortless,
Every adventure a carnival ride.
And she is with grace.
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January 17, 2021
The Eagle Rises
Mostly a vision,
A speck in the heavens,
Near imperceptible swirling about
In an ocean of blue and white,
Riding the currents,
Filling its sails with billowy wisps
Of nothing and everything
In perfect repose.
Gliding in circles,
All seeing,
All seeking,
All waiting to dive
With the swiftness of lightning
To capture
To crush
To devour with delight,
Then once sated,
Wants abated,
To rise again,
To soar.
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January 16, 2021
Bruised Ego
You hurt my feelings.
Boo hoo to me.
I snap like a turtle.
Boo hoo to you, too.
The names we assign to
Each other cut deep
Until egos are battered and
Totally bruised.
All this snipping and biting
Does no good for anyone,
Doesn’t resolve an iota of truth.
It’s just a hold-over,
A constant reminder of
Stubborn resistance
Born out of youth.
Grownups know better
And reason should tell me
That inflated ego
Is my enemy.
Truth is much stronger, and
Right is the better half
Of the equation…
Better than me.
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Bruised Ego You hurt my feelings. Boo hoo to me. I s...
Bruised Ego
You hurt my feelings.
Boo hoo to me.
I snap like a turtle.
Boo hoo to you, too.
The names we assign to
Each other cut deep
Until egos are battered and
Totally bruised.
All this snipping and biting
Does no good for anyone,
Doesn’t resolve an iota of truth.
It’s just a hold-over,
A constant reminder of
Stubborn resistance
Born out of youth.
Grownups know better
And reason should tell me
That inflated ego
Is my enemy.
Truth is much stronger, and
Right is the better half
Of the equation…
Better than me.
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January 15, 2021
Afraid of Nothing / Everything
The Nothing comes knocking on
My bedroom door,
Leads me to worry, to wonder and fret.
Will there be anything,
Anyone standing behind that portal
Of sad regret?
It swings open
And light filters in and the Nothing is
Suddenly opened to everything.
My mind filters out what my
Eyes would allow until
There is no song left to sing.
Lord, give me strength, give me
Wisdom to cope when
The Nothing looms over my tortured soul.
Teach me to look over
Everything’s shoulder
Where hope is the prize,
The ultimate goal.
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January 14, 2021
Rest Your Weary Bones
It’s a long day
In a short life.
Time to rest these weary bones.
Stop this raucous, ranting, running
Gerbil ride I’m on.
Let the wheel turn by itself
Or slow to its cessation.
Even God took Sunday off, so
Who am I to question?
To rest is not to quit, and
A pause is not the end, but
A moment of reflection
Just before we start again is
A necessary interlude,
A quiet, soothing friend
Who will walk with me and
Talk with me and
Lead me round the bend.
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January 13, 2021
Taming the Beast
Deep inside his cavernous labyrinth
The beast lies sleeping
Dreaming his dreams,
His dastardly, bastardly beastie dreams of
Mauling, marauding and masticating
His helpless victims
Down to the bone.
Those victims, all zombie toads,
So unaware of the fate that awaits
In his bone crushing jaws.
The unfathomed likelihood he will awake
With fire in his belly and
Blood on his tongue.
What can we do?
Call for Sir Lancelot across the deep channel?
Cry for Quixote to ride on his quest?
The beast must be tamed
Else he be vanquished.
The village demands
Someone rise to the test.
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January 12, 2021
A Subtle Awakening
There was no epiphany,
No sparks, no flash,
No rockets red glare
When first our eyes became intertwined.
It was simply a knowing
As if the ages had once again
Caused our paths to cross
And something inside had
Awakened once more as it had
A hundred times before.
We were no strangers,
No earth-bound souls
Searching, struggling into the light.
Just kindred spirits
Strolling the cycle
Finding each other again and again,
Knowing that even the
Reaper who parts us
Will see us united
As eons progress.
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