Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 214

Emancipation

So, you think that you want to be free of me,
Believe that you’ve finally found the key,
Started to view things with clarity.
Well, that may all be very true.

I had been thinking along the same line,
Wond’ring about you and me for some time,
Thinking how everything used to be fine
Until somebody changed.
Was it you?

I didn’t think there was ever a doubt
What this relationship was all about.
When we began we were both so devout,
Committed to making it work.

You could have told me when things went awry.
I had no reason for questioning why.
We just sat back and let time go by.
No wonder I feel like a jerk.

You want your freedom?
Take it and run.
No one is stopping you.
Face it, you’ve won.

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Ensconced

I’m not going anywhere.
This is much too comfortable
Sitting here like limp spaghetti
Waiting for the day to end.
A day from hell that took so long
Trying to unfold itself,
Now that it has trickled down
I’ve no desire to start again.

Perhaps a bit of mindless drivel.
Television, there’s the trick.
Or I could just drift into doze mode
Trying to read Harry Potter,
Sip a touch of pinot noir
To smooth the edges, soothe the soul.
I just refuse to add another
Single burden to my blotter.

You may think me selfish,
Even lazy to react this way.
Do not care.
Will not give in.
I am settled for the day.

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Harbinger

Let the bells ring loud, ring clear
Heralding the crimson news.
Headlines speak in bold reviews
Announcing your arrival.

Flower petals pave the way,
Their luscious fragrance to allay
The subtle fears that fill your ears
And threaten your survival.

Be it known throughout the land
That tolerance has met its match,
Opened doors, removed the latch
That held it fast so long.

Free the light so it may shine
In places it has never been,
Set it free to sing again
And right unending wrongs.

You are just the harbinger
Searching, seeking out the truth;
All the lost imaginings
Forgotten in your youth.

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Nexus

In our quest for common ground
Differences are often found
Too much to bear or overcome
Til all negotiation fails.

Like Montague to Capulet
The nexus was sweet Juliet,
Or at least she should have been
If better winds had filled her sails.

All can end so tragically
When clans or nations disagree.
Words and actions fail to grasp
The gist of commonality.

Warped opinion often lies,
Views the world with blinded eyes,
Leading lemmings to the edge
Where hope and reason all but dies.

It is you and you alone
Must solve this bitter mystery.
See the nexus. Find the link
Connecting destiny.

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Serendipity

My good fortune
Finding you.
Sweet-souled serendipity
Smiling softly in your eyes with
Soothing sounds of sultry sighs.

Singing such seductive songs
Of milk and honey
Come what may.
Getting lost along the way
We stumble to our precious prize.

Seeking someday,
Stopping by to
Savor every saucy spice.
Happy growing old together.
Content in knowing
All is right.

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Superfluous

Let’s stop all this drivel,
It’s just kibble for the addle-brained.
Try to simplify the mix
Without the tricks that drone and drain.

Finding words
Far less absurd
That will not curdle on the tongue.
Gently croon
A simple tune
That lingers after being sung.

Choosing words and actions
Built on traction,
Never slip or slide.
Keeping sails trimmed lively
Til arriving
On the other side.

Hack the excess, cut the blubber
Right down to the bone.
State the facts with certainty,
Leave the rest alone.

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Uncouth

No sooner had his footfall played
Upon the threshold of the room
The truth smacked of the obvious,
This common soul did not belong.

I might have felt remorse about
His awkward and ungainly tone,
But feelings were all swept away
When first words formed upon his tongue.

Ravings of uncultured thought from
Such a boorish little mind.
Spewing crude and clumsy voice to  
Fill the room with fetid air.

Turn away and find a corner,
Hope that soon he’ll go away.
Growing small out on a ledge
Trapped in just my underwear.

Wilting from embarrassment.
Denying any blame.
Don’t know who invited him.
Don’t know why I came.

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Phantasmagoria

Magic lanterns in a dream
Bending, blending, changing shapes
And sizes til they run together
Feather-lite and then to naught.

Bits and pieces, this and that,
Can’t remember all the story,
Scattered treasures buried deep
Beneath the sands of afterthought.

Rapidly the scenes are changing,
Grand illusions on display.
Heavily they layer one on one
Forever asking more.

Was it real or just imagined?
Will it ever come again?
Fearless flight of fantasy
Mesmerizing every pore.

Sleepless phantom of the night
Keeping dreams alive,
Dancing freely through my mind
That hope may long survive.

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Nefarious

Feel the caustic wickedness
That sallies forth from fiery eyes.
Cage the beast before it flies
To dust the souls of piety.

Demons breathing firebrand
Nefarious in their delight
To capture unsuspecting minds
And bend them into shapes of fear.

Plotting as the village sleeps,
Plodding through the endless night
To land on open windowsills,
Set to pounce before the dawn.

Preying on the innocents
Who fail to recognize their fate,
Who sadly fain to raise their shields,
Never reach to draw their swords.

Praying for a silver knight to
Cleanse the stale and fetid air,
To quell the dread iniquity
And save the maiden fair.

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Eclectic

Mix and match in hopeless hodgepodge,
Sight and source as yet unknown.
Blended bites, so eclectic,
Puzzle pieces don’t connect.

Must use high imagination
Linking up the scattered dots
To form a shape so unfamiliar
No one feels the full effect.

Riding winds of wanderlust to
Wild exotic wonderlands,
Seek the secrets of the ages
Though they may not match your dreams.

Widely scattered, wildly different,
Children of diversity.
Nothing matches,
Nothing matters,
Nothing is quite as it seems. 

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