Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 265
September 5, 2018
Terrible Thoughts
Close to death one year removed,
Should be thankful, should feel blessed.
Linear mortality hushed and shunned,
But not denied.
Staving off the Reaper’s scythe,
Delaying the inevitable,
The end is still as certain as
The rising sun, the evening tide.
One tries not to think about
The timing or the certainty.
Far too many daily dues to
Clutter up a busy mind.
Roads traversed, roads yet to travel,
Chores left from misguided youth.
Blisters chafing booted heels.
Far too much to leave behind.
Precious time, beating, fleeting.
No emotion,
So unkind.
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Should be thankful, should feel blessed.
Linear mortality hushed and shunned,
But not denied.
Staving off the Reaper’s scythe,
Delaying the inevitable,
The end is still as certain as
The rising sun, the evening tide.
One tries not to think about
The timing or the certainty.
Far too many daily dues to
Clutter up a busy mind.
Roads traversed, roads yet to travel,
Chores left from misguided youth.
Blisters chafing booted heels.
Far too much to leave behind.
Precious time, beating, fleeting.
No emotion,
So unkind.

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Published on September 05, 2018 02:06
September 4, 2018
Bemused
Muddled and befuddled in
A train of steamy streaming thought,
Stupefied and mollified to
Shades of gray cognition,
Such bland preoccupation of
A tacit situation sends the
Mind in one direction to
The dark depths of perdition.
Please allow a moment to
Collect the sad remains,
To sing one last refrain of
Some melancholy song.
Enlightenment ensues and
The mind is so bemused
With the voices and the choices
That we choose to take along.
Weep no more, my sad-eyed friend.
Dry your teary cheek.
It will all seem better when
Those inner voices speak.
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A train of steamy streaming thought,
Stupefied and mollified to
Shades of gray cognition,
Such bland preoccupation of
A tacit situation sends the
Mind in one direction to
The dark depths of perdition.
Please allow a moment to
Collect the sad remains,
To sing one last refrain of
Some melancholy song.
Enlightenment ensues and
The mind is so bemused
With the voices and the choices
That we choose to take along.
Weep no more, my sad-eyed friend.
Dry your teary cheek.
It will all seem better when
Those inner voices speak.

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Published on September 04, 2018 02:44
September 3, 2018
Begrudged
Do I hate you?
No. I do.
Am I jealous?
Yes. I’m not.
Can you give me?
No. You can.
Will it hurt?
No. Quite a lot.
Do I want all that is yours?
Yes, I don’t. This much is true.
Will I sweat it just to get it?
Should I, must I be like you?
Tempt me to begrudge your title.
Tease me to the point of shame.
When we both are gone, forgotten,
Who is left to speak our name?
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No. I do.
Am I jealous?
Yes. I’m not.
Can you give me?
No. You can.
Will it hurt?
No. Quite a lot.
Do I want all that is yours?
Yes, I don’t. This much is true.
Will I sweat it just to get it?
Should I, must I be like you?
Tempt me to begrudge your title.
Tease me to the point of shame.
When we both are gone, forgotten,
Who is left to speak our name?

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Published on September 03, 2018 02:29
September 2, 2018
Beguiled
That sweet intangible that
Draws you near, keeps you close,
Makes your heartbeat quicken just a bit
As eye meets blushing eye.
Stripped of ego and of will you
Linger just a bit too long,
Making intent obvious to anyone who passes by.
Lost from logic, miles gone by,
Caring not where footfalls stride.
Want to bask in sweet surrender,
Covers drawn on every side.
Tell me you’ll be mine forever.
Make my mind stop rushing wild.
Heartstrings strumming
So in tune,
So enraptured,
So beguiled.
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Draws you near, keeps you close,
Makes your heartbeat quicken just a bit
As eye meets blushing eye.
Stripped of ego and of will you
Linger just a bit too long,
Making intent obvious to anyone who passes by.
Lost from logic, miles gone by,
Caring not where footfalls stride.
Want to bask in sweet surrender,
Covers drawn on every side.
Tell me you’ll be mine forever.
Make my mind stop rushing wild.
Heartstrings strumming
So in tune,
So enraptured,
So beguiled.

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Published on September 02, 2018 02:09
September 1, 2018
Perpetuity
Here forever.
Gone for good.
Rising to survive the flood of
Circumstance, happenstance.
Sloughing off the fleeting chance
To keep a moment close to heart,
Clinging hope to never part.
Sprinkling stardust in a quest
To guide the trailing fleet to rest.
Spinning circles interlock to
Wind the never-ending clock,
Set the spring to overload,
Slide the tic into the tock.
Faithful watchers of the keep.
Tired eyes that never sleep.
Praying for a Deity.
Slaves to perpetuity.
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Gone for good.
Rising to survive the flood of
Circumstance, happenstance.
Sloughing off the fleeting chance
To keep a moment close to heart,
Clinging hope to never part.
Sprinkling stardust in a quest
To guide the trailing fleet to rest.
Spinning circles interlock to
Wind the never-ending clock,
Set the spring to overload,
Slide the tic into the tock.
Faithful watchers of the keep.
Tired eyes that never sleep.
Praying for a Deity.
Slaves to perpetuity.

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Published on September 01, 2018 02:44
August 31, 2018
When I Grow Old
I’m looking forward to growing old,
As strange as it may seem.
When faced with the alternative
It gives me quite a chill.
Gumming meals and spinning wheels,
Although vicariously,
Is oh so far superior to
Lying lifeless, cold and still.
Age is more a state of mind
Than clocked by calendar,
Creeping by at lightning speed
To wonder where it’s gone.
Melancholy musings muddle
Multi-facet memories
As plaintive pipers, sweetly strumming,
Play a favorite song.
Looking back with sweet regret,
Recapturing the gold.
Tilting windmills in my lusty dreams
When I grow old.
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As strange as it may seem.
When faced with the alternative
It gives me quite a chill.
Gumming meals and spinning wheels,
Although vicariously,
Is oh so far superior to
Lying lifeless, cold and still.
Age is more a state of mind
Than clocked by calendar,
Creeping by at lightning speed
To wonder where it’s gone.
Melancholy musings muddle
Multi-facet memories
As plaintive pipers, sweetly strumming,
Play a favorite song.
Looking back with sweet regret,
Recapturing the gold.
Tilting windmills in my lusty dreams
When I grow old.

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Published on August 31, 2018 01:42
August 30, 2018
When We Were Young
We could run a marathon
And never leave the sweet confines
Of our front yard. It wasn’t hard
To scale the walls of Everest.
Breathlessly encountering
Unordinary circumstance
As though a challenge had been issued
From an unexpected foe.
We would go from dawn to dusk,
And then play hard into the night.
Never thinking of tomorrow
As we went about our quest.
Beaches stormed armed fully
With a treasure trove of lilting laughter.
Wanting naught for endless folly,
Waiting not the ebb and flow.
And love was easy, falling in
Or out before each song was sung.
Riding rockets to the moon was possible
When we were young.
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And never leave the sweet confines
Of our front yard. It wasn’t hard
To scale the walls of Everest.
Breathlessly encountering
Unordinary circumstance
As though a challenge had been issued
From an unexpected foe.
We would go from dawn to dusk,
And then play hard into the night.
Never thinking of tomorrow
As we went about our quest.
Beaches stormed armed fully
With a treasure trove of lilting laughter.
Wanting naught for endless folly,
Waiting not the ebb and flow.
And love was easy, falling in
Or out before each song was sung.
Riding rockets to the moon was possible
When we were young.

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Published on August 30, 2018 02:12
August 29, 2018
My Wish for You
Blessings fall to those in need.
Even in the darkest night
A single star may lead the way
As sinners pray to unseen Host.
Shielded from a tragic fate
May you know the healing light
That brings you peace, gives you feast
When hope, it seems, is all but lost.
There will be a time for praise.
Though you’re tempted with denial,
May you revel in the undemanding gaze
For yet a while.
May your heart be ever free
To find and fill with loving care.
Open arms to charity to
Take you flying anywhere.
Countless blessings fill your life,
Many dreams come true.
Peaceful when the day is done.
This is my wish for you.
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Even in the darkest night
A single star may lead the way
As sinners pray to unseen Host.
Shielded from a tragic fate
May you know the healing light
That brings you peace, gives you feast
When hope, it seems, is all but lost.
There will be a time for praise.
Though you’re tempted with denial,
May you revel in the undemanding gaze
For yet a while.
May your heart be ever free
To find and fill with loving care.
Open arms to charity to
Take you flying anywhere.
Countless blessings fill your life,
Many dreams come true.
Peaceful when the day is done.
This is my wish for you.

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Published on August 29, 2018 02:17
August 28, 2018
The World Could Be…
The world could be such
A wondrous garden
Filled with the magic of
Lilly and rose.
Lush green countryside
High on a cloud where
Benevolent shepherds
Tend gently their flock.
White-walled castles of
Fanciful treasure,
Princes and princesses
To idolize.
Seas of adventure to
Offer up challenge for
Brave souls with lofty goals
Set in their heads.
So sad reality,
Tragic to see,
When I imagine what
The world could be.
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A wondrous garden
Filled with the magic of
Lilly and rose.
Lush green countryside
High on a cloud where
Benevolent shepherds
Tend gently their flock.
White-walled castles of
Fanciful treasure,
Princes and princesses
To idolize.
Seas of adventure to
Offer up challenge for
Brave souls with lofty goals
Set in their heads.
So sad reality,
Tragic to see,
When I imagine what
The world could be.

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Published on August 28, 2018 02:07
August 27, 2018
Best Foot Forward
Stepping up and stepping out
Of the bottomless black hole
Drenched in self-doubt.
Prancing and posturing,
Best foot forward,
Battling pretenses
Battered about.
Listening lightly to
Whimsical wishes,
Boisterous banter
Buffets my brain.
Crowded cotillions of
Dolls dressed in merriment,
Paltry pretensions of
Meaningless mutter.
Why should I play
Your best foot game?
Time spent in agony.
Little to gain.
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Of the bottomless black hole
Drenched in self-doubt.
Prancing and posturing,
Best foot forward,
Battling pretenses
Battered about.
Listening lightly to
Whimsical wishes,
Boisterous banter
Buffets my brain.
Crowded cotillions of
Dolls dressed in merriment,
Paltry pretensions of
Meaningless mutter.
Why should I play
Your best foot game?
Time spent in agony.
Little to gain.

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Published on August 27, 2018 02:20