Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 197
March 6, 2020
Industry
Diligence should not go unrewarded,
And
Perseverance never stops to rest,
While
The power of commitment, angst and effort
Is
Never pacified to come in second-best.
So
I turn an active hand with zeal and gusto
To
Discover and uncover wealth of praise.
Through
No other trial than honest dedication,
Like
A manic mouse meandering a maze.
The
World keeps spinning round ad infinitum,
But
Life knows nothing of infinity,
So
We struggle just to keep the wheels revolving
And
Give fair hope to blessed progeny.
And
If our efforts prove to be successful
We
Can give the glory all to industry.
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And
Perseverance never stops to rest,
While
The power of commitment, angst and effort
Is
Never pacified to come in second-best.
So
I turn an active hand with zeal and gusto
To
Discover and uncover wealth of praise.
Through
No other trial than honest dedication,
Like
A manic mouse meandering a maze.
The
World keeps spinning round ad infinitum,
But
Life knows nothing of infinity,
So
We struggle just to keep the wheels revolving
And
Give fair hope to blessed progeny.
And
If our efforts prove to be successful
We
Can give the glory all to industry.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
March 5, 2020
Impartiality
What’s fair is frank is fabulous when
The ace is downed and done.
So hard to hold neutrality
When held under the gun.
But equal even-handed trial
Is necessary meat
To feed the beast of justice fair
Who seldom knows defeat.
So, how might I stay steadfast
To impartiality and
Hold my head above the fray
In silent probity?
I do not choose.
I will not choose.
I’ll pose upon the fence
And listen to the lot of you
Decry the where and whence.
And when pretense and posturing
Are faded to demise
A soft rebuttal trills the air
On wings of gentle butterflies.
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The ace is downed and done.
So hard to hold neutrality
When held under the gun.
But equal even-handed trial
Is necessary meat
To feed the beast of justice fair
Who seldom knows defeat.
So, how might I stay steadfast
To impartiality and
Hold my head above the fray
In silent probity?
I do not choose.
I will not choose.
I’ll pose upon the fence
And listen to the lot of you
Decry the where and whence.
And when pretense and posturing
Are faded to demise
A soft rebuttal trills the air
On wings of gentle butterflies.
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March 4, 2020
Integrity
Life is filled with challenges
To test the moral boundaries of
Honor and morality that
Stretch from here to there to where
The breakers of stability are
Cordoned from civility
And simple serendipity
Gives battle to despair.
And we are want to rise above
Temptation’s trap, to tug and shove
And distance us from those we love
Through avarice extreme.
While righteous indignation lopes
To muddle every dream and hope,
We learn that life’s kaleidoscope is
Seldom what it seems.
The rebel in me wants to fight
For every cause I know is right
Resisting evil with the might of
Even-handed truth.
With candor and sincerity
To reach beyond what needs to be and
Muster the integrity of
Tender unspoiled youth.
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To test the moral boundaries of
Honor and morality that
Stretch from here to there to where
The breakers of stability are
Cordoned from civility
And simple serendipity
Gives battle to despair.
And we are want to rise above
Temptation’s trap, to tug and shove
And distance us from those we love
Through avarice extreme.
While righteous indignation lopes
To muddle every dream and hope,
We learn that life’s kaleidoscope is
Seldom what it seems.
The rebel in me wants to fight
For every cause I know is right
Resisting evil with the might of
Even-handed truth.
With candor and sincerity
To reach beyond what needs to be and
Muster the integrity of
Tender unspoiled youth.
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March 3, 2020
Idealism
Oh, to be young again,
On the first rung again
Climbing the ladder of life,
Filled with a wonderment,
Honest and innocent,
No stress, no struggle or strife.
Hope is a fleeting thing,
Hummingbird on the wing
Flittering flower to flower,
Knowing with certainty
Nectar flows wild and free
Waiting for him to devour.
Trust is a grand event,
Gentle and Heaven-sent,
Welcome and giving in form.
Open for all to see,
Fraught with fragility,
Vulnerable to hurtful harm.
And when in the end
We’re back where it begins,
Where dreams brush horizons of dawn,
The way becomes clear and
We walk without fear knowing
This is the place we belong.
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On the first rung again
Climbing the ladder of life,
Filled with a wonderment,
Honest and innocent,
No stress, no struggle or strife.
Hope is a fleeting thing,
Hummingbird on the wing
Flittering flower to flower,
Knowing with certainty
Nectar flows wild and free
Waiting for him to devour.
Trust is a grand event,
Gentle and Heaven-sent,
Welcome and giving in form.
Open for all to see,
Fraught with fragility,
Vulnerable to hurtful harm.
And when in the end
We’re back where it begins,
Where dreams brush horizons of dawn,
The way becomes clear and
We walk without fear knowing
This is the place we belong.
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March 2, 2020
Humor
Whimsy, wit and gaiety,
Playful jocularity,
Banter-born buffoonery and
Joyful, joking jest.
Comedy with clowning laughter,
Sad before but happy after,
Teasing mirth to rise to rapture,
Feeling wholly blessed.
Revelry in crystal giggles
Dancing naked wrapped in wiggles,
Bouncing flesh that jumps and jiggles
Falling on their asses.
Silly clown so sweet and sappy
Laughing, crying, sad and happy,
Fat suspenders swank and snappy
Cheering up the masses.
Goofy slapstick, never subtle,
Falling flat-faced in a puddle,
Leaping up in full rebuttal
Ready to reply.
Humor is the great redeemer,
Manna for the hopeful schemer,
Mindful muse for restive dreamers
Finished with a sigh.
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Playful jocularity,
Banter-born buffoonery and
Joyful, joking jest.
Comedy with clowning laughter,
Sad before but happy after,
Teasing mirth to rise to rapture,
Feeling wholly blessed.
Revelry in crystal giggles
Dancing naked wrapped in wiggles,
Bouncing flesh that jumps and jiggles
Falling on their asses.
Silly clown so sweet and sappy
Laughing, crying, sad and happy,
Fat suspenders swank and snappy
Cheering up the masses.
Goofy slapstick, never subtle,
Falling flat-faced in a puddle,
Leaping up in full rebuttal
Ready to reply.
Humor is the great redeemer,
Manna for the hopeful schemer,
Mindful muse for restive dreamers
Finished with a sigh.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
March 1, 2020
Humility
Behind passive docility
Is a layer of inner tranquility
Where the strength of resolve
Is the linchpin to solve
All the problems of modern civility.
The façade may be humble and shy
And the wherefore may exceed the why,
But the answers you seek,
The timid and meek,
May be hard for the hordes to decry.
No one wants a braggart for friend,
But you don’t want to hurt or offend.
You hear with disjoint
Only up to a point,
But then turn a deaf ear in the end.
There is only so much one can take
When mucking the mire with a rake.
You try to hold back
When you’re under attack and
Stay calm for humility’s sake.
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Is a layer of inner tranquility
Where the strength of resolve
Is the linchpin to solve
All the problems of modern civility.
The façade may be humble and shy
And the wherefore may exceed the why,
But the answers you seek,
The timid and meek,
May be hard for the hordes to decry.
No one wants a braggart for friend,
But you don’t want to hurt or offend.
You hear with disjoint
Only up to a point,
But then turn a deaf ear in the end.
There is only so much one can take
When mucking the mire with a rake.
You try to hold back
When you’re under attack and
Stay calm for humility’s sake.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
February 29, 2020
Humbleness
Please, don’t mistake timidity
For weakness or fragility
When tempered by humility and
Modest reservation.
This sheepish unpretentiousness may
Seem to leave me powerless,
But don’t expect me to regress to
Grievous subjugation.
I love this unassuming screen
That shields me from harsh sunlight’s gleam
Where pathos dwells behind the scene
And I can look demure.
But I have loads of confidence
Kept hidden deep behind a fence
Without contention or pretense
Or faceless overture.
I’ll be not prone or hesitate
To silence or self-deprecate.
I have no grand ego to sate,
Or yen for spotlight’s glow.
But buried deep beneath the shroud
A fierceness lingers loud and proud,
Waiting like a thundercloud
To ravage all below.
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For weakness or fragility
When tempered by humility and
Modest reservation.
This sheepish unpretentiousness may
Seem to leave me powerless,
But don’t expect me to regress to
Grievous subjugation.
I love this unassuming screen
That shields me from harsh sunlight’s gleam
Where pathos dwells behind the scene
And I can look demure.
But I have loads of confidence
Kept hidden deep behind a fence
Without contention or pretense
Or faceless overture.
I’ll be not prone or hesitate
To silence or self-deprecate.
I have no grand ego to sate,
Or yen for spotlight’s glow.
But buried deep beneath the shroud
A fierceness lingers loud and proud,
Waiting like a thundercloud
To ravage all below.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
February 28, 2020
Hope
Hope is a wish whispered into the wind
With the prospect of promise on
Pale primrose petals,
Wafting the waltz of warm
Dawn’s distant dream,
Immune and protected from
Life’s nudging nettles.
Striding with head held high
Into the onslaught
Cloaked in a confidence
None may deny.
Keeping the faith of
The millions of millions,
Seeking the answers to
What, when and why.
Hope is the angel who
Rides on my shoulder with
Brow raised, unfazed by peril and woe,
Keeping my eyes focused
Bright on the future
With clear optimism
Wherever I go.
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With the prospect of promise on
Pale primrose petals,
Wafting the waltz of warm
Dawn’s distant dream,
Immune and protected from
Life’s nudging nettles.
Striding with head held high
Into the onslaught
Cloaked in a confidence
None may deny.
Keeping the faith of
The millions of millions,
Seeking the answers to
What, when and why.
Hope is the angel who
Rides on my shoulder with
Brow raised, unfazed by peril and woe,
Keeping my eyes focused
Bright on the future
With clear optimism
Wherever I go.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
February 27, 2020
Honor
He is a soldier in
The crusade of life
Marching to drums of
Society’s favor.
Sensing the scent of affinity’s flavor,
Ne’er seeking respect or esteem
For his service.
Never a blemish or cause for disgrace.
Head high, eyes forward,
A smile on his face.
A pillar of dignity and veneration,
A sign of prestige to a whole generation.
Seeking no praise or unsightly sensation
He fades in the background
Without a trace.
Always inclined to do what is right
To brighten dark corners with shards of daylight
And comfort a friend through
A long sleepless night with
A deftness beyond commonplace.
Honor bears witness,
Honor stands tall,
Makes no apology
In fairness to all.
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The crusade of life
Marching to drums of
Society’s favor.
Sensing the scent of affinity’s flavor,
Ne’er seeking respect or esteem
For his service.
Never a blemish or cause for disgrace.
Head high, eyes forward,
A smile on his face.
A pillar of dignity and veneration,
A sign of prestige to a whole generation.
Seeking no praise or unsightly sensation
He fades in the background
Without a trace.
Always inclined to do what is right
To brighten dark corners with shards of daylight
And comfort a friend through
A long sleepless night with
A deftness beyond commonplace.
Honor bears witness,
Honor stands tall,
Makes no apology
In fairness to all.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
February 26, 2020
Honesty
Information saturation,
Overload… Overload.
What to think… who to believe.
Which can to kick down a dusty road.
When did sincerity morph into whimsy?
Where was integrity banished to hide?
How can I sort through the flotsam encountered
While taming the beast in life’s carnival ride?
Truth is the pillar, the mainstay, the
Linchpin of human morality and intervention.
When honesty waivers it dies of corruption
Til trust is destroyed beyond all recognition.
And we are the weavers,
The guardians of truth,
The prim and the pious who spearhead the way.
We cannot cede or renounce our position
Lest devastation conquers the day.
And when in the end we come back to the fold
Where laughter and logic abound,
It’s honesty’s voice that gives us the choice
To speak out without making a sound.
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Overload… Overload.
What to think… who to believe.
Which can to kick down a dusty road.
When did sincerity morph into whimsy?
Where was integrity banished to hide?
How can I sort through the flotsam encountered
While taming the beast in life’s carnival ride?
Truth is the pillar, the mainstay, the
Linchpin of human morality and intervention.
When honesty waivers it dies of corruption
Til trust is destroyed beyond all recognition.
And we are the weavers,
The guardians of truth,
The prim and the pious who spearhead the way.
We cannot cede or renounce our position
Lest devastation conquers the day.
And when in the end we come back to the fold
Where laughter and logic abound,
It’s honesty’s voice that gives us the choice
To speak out without making a sound.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
