Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 263
September 25, 2018
Craps! You Lose
‘Brand new shooter coming out’.
Place your bets and let them fly.
Crowd surrounds the table as you
Hold the ivories, let them roll to
Chance, spin their dotted dance to
Come to rest, yield their point,
Give you hope that you might beat
The house, break that losing chain.
Time and time and time again
You buck the odds, continue on,
Knowing that your chance grows thinner
Every time you make a pass.
Letting grass grow tall around your ankles
As you search for clues.
Blow the dice, close your eyes,
Someone cries out,
“Craps! You lose.”
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Place your bets and let them fly.
Crowd surrounds the table as you
Hold the ivories, let them roll to
Chance, spin their dotted dance to
Come to rest, yield their point,
Give you hope that you might beat
The house, break that losing chain.
Time and time and time again
You buck the odds, continue on,
Knowing that your chance grows thinner
Every time you make a pass.
Letting grass grow tall around your ankles
As you search for clues.
Blow the dice, close your eyes,
Someone cries out,
“Craps! You lose.”
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September 24, 2018
Out of Sight
Where can I go to hide out of sight
So no one will witness the tears I suppress?
Tears so unmanly, exhibits of shame,
Not meant for viewing in open display.
Keep me in shadows away from the light.
Spare me the duty, the need to confess.
Finding a scapegoat to shoulder the blame.
Wanting so desperately to get away.
Reasons aplenty abound for such flight,
Though reason of common sense loudly protest.
No one can understand what’s in a game
Where everyone loses who chooses to play.
Don’t give me grief, for I have the right.
I’m a participant, not just your guest.
The hurting will end and I will lay claim
To the beautiful prospect of a new day.
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So no one will witness the tears I suppress?
Tears so unmanly, exhibits of shame,
Not meant for viewing in open display.
Keep me in shadows away from the light.
Spare me the duty, the need to confess.
Finding a scapegoat to shoulder the blame.
Wanting so desperately to get away.
Reasons aplenty abound for such flight,
Though reason of common sense loudly protest.
No one can understand what’s in a game
Where everyone loses who chooses to play.
Don’t give me grief, for I have the right.
I’m a participant, not just your guest.
The hurting will end and I will lay claim
To the beautiful prospect of a new day.
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September 23, 2018
Bless You
May the favor of the living
Ever shine upon your face.
May the mercy of forgiving
Spin its web around your heart.
May the one who sits on high
Fill your spirit with His grace
And bless you with a confidence that
Never shall depart.
May you always find good fortune
As you journey down life’s road;
Any sorrow you encounter
Be no more than you can cope.
May you always see the positive,
Accentuate the good,
Keep the fire burning brightly,
A lighthouse yielding hope.
You alone can make a difference
If your heart is chaste and true.
Send your blessings out into the world.
They will return to you.
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Ever shine upon your face.
May the mercy of forgiving
Spin its web around your heart.
May the one who sits on high
Fill your spirit with His grace
And bless you with a confidence that
Never shall depart.
May you always find good fortune
As you journey down life’s road;
Any sorrow you encounter
Be no more than you can cope.
May you always see the positive,
Accentuate the good,
Keep the fire burning brightly,
A lighthouse yielding hope.
You alone can make a difference
If your heart is chaste and true.
Send your blessings out into the world.
They will return to you.
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September 22, 2018
Trekking the Stairs
Thirteen agonizing landings,
Obstacles to need,
Between me and where I need to be.
Thirteen up and thirteen down,
Time and time again.
How many times?
How many hours?
If I only had a nickel…
Find me strength to make the journey.
Find me breath for one more flight.
Blessed that I don’t make a misstep
And become a casualty.
Lord, take that blasted second floor and
Level it to closer ground
That I might lose these Devil stairs
And keep my sanity.
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Obstacles to need,
Between me and where I need to be.
Thirteen up and thirteen down,
Time and time again.
How many times?
How many hours?
If I only had a nickel…
Find me strength to make the journey.
Find me breath for one more flight.
Blessed that I don’t make a misstep
And become a casualty.
Lord, take that blasted second floor and
Level it to closer ground
That I might lose these Devil stairs
And keep my sanity.
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September 21, 2018
My Front Porch
Just sitting here watching the world go by,
Me and my front porch.
Whittling time, chewing people pie,
Swallowing with delight.
Maybe a book to speed time along
Or fill in an empty space,
Sipping my unsweetened lemonade
In between people pie bites.
I spy as a robin peruses my lawn
For manna to feed his brood.
A little gray squirrel tiptoes up my steps
For handouts I gladly dispense.
Somewhere aloft and out of sight
A raven blares in dismay.
Curdling cries of ‘nevermore’
To make the bravest heart wince.
Soothed by wind chimes, a gentle breeze
Precursors a quiet rain,
And I settle in, content once again,
Monarch of my domain.
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Me and my front porch.
Whittling time, chewing people pie,
Swallowing with delight.
Maybe a book to speed time along
Or fill in an empty space,
Sipping my unsweetened lemonade
In between people pie bites.
I spy as a robin peruses my lawn
For manna to feed his brood.
A little gray squirrel tiptoes up my steps
For handouts I gladly dispense.
Somewhere aloft and out of sight
A raven blares in dismay.
Curdling cries of ‘nevermore’
To make the bravest heart wince.
Soothed by wind chimes, a gentle breeze
Precursors a quiet rain,
And I settle in, content once again,
Monarch of my domain.
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September 20, 2018
Long Drive
Where does this highway meet its end?
This endless serpent of concrete and asphalt
Is strangling, constricting every
Mass of tissue, every bone.
Pervasive boredom leaps to mind.
I’ve made this trip a thousand times and
Every one is like the last.
I could do this in my sleep.
Warnings on the radio, another detour up ahead.
Do I find an alternate or take my chances with delay?
Do I play the stop and bop or
Zig the zag with traffic tag.
Another lane jockey scurries by,
Zipping in, zipping out without a signal,
Without a clue.
Oh, where are the Smokies when you need them?
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This endless serpent of concrete and asphalt
Is strangling, constricting every
Mass of tissue, every bone.
Pervasive boredom leaps to mind.
I’ve made this trip a thousand times and
Every one is like the last.
I could do this in my sleep.
Warnings on the radio, another detour up ahead.
Do I find an alternate or take my chances with delay?
Do I play the stop and bop or
Zig the zag with traffic tag.
Another lane jockey scurries by,
Zipping in, zipping out without a signal,
Without a clue.
Oh, where are the Smokies when you need them?
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September 19, 2018
Who Do You Want To Be?
Everyone wants to be a hero.
Who do you want to be?
You could have a million
Storied moments to relate.
Choose a scene to make your entrance.
Save the day again before you
Fade into a distant sun
And memory decides your fate.
Just beware that memories are short,
Victim to perception,
Matters of convenience often
Measured by degree.
So be sure to know the cure
At your dreams inception and
Enjoy the ride when you decide
Who you really want to be.
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Who do you want to be?
You could have a million
Storied moments to relate.
Choose a scene to make your entrance.
Save the day again before you
Fade into a distant sun
And memory decides your fate.
Just beware that memories are short,
Victim to perception,
Matters of convenience often
Measured by degree.
So be sure to know the cure
At your dreams inception and
Enjoy the ride when you decide
Who you really want to be.
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September 18, 2018
Walk on Water
Maker of miracles,
Wizard of wonder,
Hero of hope who can
Walk on water.
Arch our amazement,
Ascend to its apex,
Bridle benevolence to
Peak your praise.
Those in the throes of a
Weakness to worship
Bend without breaking to
Kneel on one knee,
Wondering when you will
Suddenly sink in
The dastardly depths of your
Self-imposed sea.
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Wizard of wonder,
Hero of hope who can
Walk on water.
Arch our amazement,
Ascend to its apex,
Bridle benevolence to
Peak your praise.
Those in the throes of a
Weakness to worship
Bend without breaking to
Kneel on one knee,
Wondering when you will
Suddenly sink in
The dastardly depths of your
Self-imposed sea.
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September 17, 2018
Movie Stars
Streaming strips of celluloid,
Heroes in a can.
Lifestyles played out in a box
For all the world to see.
Millions cry delirious
To be the biggest fan,
A fantastic fanatic of
Frenetic fantasy.
Who made all these movie stars?
Why are they so special?
Is it not superfluous that
They exist at all?
In the grander scheme of tribulations
We must wrestle,
They won’t get a single
Curtain call.
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Heroes in a can.
Lifestyles played out in a box
For all the world to see.
Millions cry delirious
To be the biggest fan,
A fantastic fanatic of
Frenetic fantasy.
Who made all these movie stars?
Why are they so special?
Is it not superfluous that
They exist at all?
In the grander scheme of tribulations
We must wrestle,
They won’t get a single
Curtain call.
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September 16, 2018
Girl of My Dreams
All through the ages artists have struggled,
Poets have sought to recreate
The unknown essence in your eyes,
The one thing time can never erase.
Gentle nuance softly caressing,
Yielding to innocence,
Lost in your arms.
Playful obsession, teasing and tempting,
Giving and getting in equal repose.
Fortunate one to feast at your table,
To taste the champagne of your sweet supple lips.
Bathed in candlelight flickering softly
As feathery fingertips lightly caress.
Touching my soul in its deepest recesses,
Raising my body heat to fever pitch,
Teasing and pleasing til passion is sated,
Fires abate, only embers remain.
My sweet Juliet, Helen of Troy,
It was you taught Mona Lisa to smile.
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Poets have sought to recreate
The unknown essence in your eyes,
The one thing time can never erase.
Gentle nuance softly caressing,
Yielding to innocence,
Lost in your arms.
Playful obsession, teasing and tempting,
Giving and getting in equal repose.
Fortunate one to feast at your table,
To taste the champagne of your sweet supple lips.
Bathed in candlelight flickering softly
As feathery fingertips lightly caress.
Touching my soul in its deepest recesses,
Raising my body heat to fever pitch,
Teasing and pleasing til passion is sated,
Fires abate, only embers remain.
My sweet Juliet, Helen of Troy,
It was you taught Mona Lisa to smile.
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