Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 4
September 4, 2025
Secrets
Of yes and no.
They can’t abide the light of day.
They come and go
In stressful tones the tunesmith blows
Until the rain comes outto play.
Whispers leave notelltale signs
On petals soft
To bide their time whilst angels wing
And lost souls climb
On lofty heights to sing sublime
Where “nothings” turn to“everythings”.
And you and I are witnessfair
To whispered secrets
Living where no footsteps fall
To spoil the sands
As conscience holds the upper hand
And none succeed to scaleher wall.
Bury whispered secretsdeep
And pray you don’t talkin your sleep.
September 3, 2025
Consequences
Good – Bad –Sometimes tragic.
There is no magicpotion, salve or lotion
To relieve thepain.
No shelter fromthe pouring rain.
No medicine tonumb the senses.
All that anyonecan hope is
Enough rope tospan the gap.
Perhaps a map orsome direction
To belayconfusion,
A simple commonsense infusion.
Anything to calmand cope.
It helps to tradein honesty
Where murky roadsabound.
When all aroundconfusion stabs
The unrepentantsinners mind and
The elements wakeup to find us
On the brink ofdestiny.
Accept theverdict,
Reconcile.
A hero walks theextra mile.
September 2, 2025
Forgiveness
Searching for a right tocure the wrong,
Struggling with demons inthe melee
While gathering thestrength to carry on.
Flying boldly in the faceof logic,
Wearing claws of fearlessfowl of prey,
Hindered only by thecurse of memory,
Forgiveness finds anotherfoe to slay.
Persistent in her graceand constant vigil
She waits until the stormclouds dissipate,
Then shifting with thestealth of soundless panthers
She swiftly moves tosoothe and vanquish hate.
Thriving like the sweetmagnolia blossom
Surviving in the swelterof the sun,
Healing hate’sapocalyptic evil,
She feeds the souls ofall who carry on.
Praise to all who curryher fresh favor.
Raise a glass and sing asong or two.
The soul that bearsforgiveness on its shoulders
Cast a shadow of a heartthat’s pure and true.
September 1, 2025
Domino Effect
Flight of fantasy
Falling fast on ears tooeager to
Exact veracity.
Bursting, bouncing,echoing beyond the bounds
Whereonce begun
Its legend grew on wingsthat flew
To spread beyond the setting sun.
Then one to cover, one
To deny,
And one to set the recordstraight.
One to give a reason why.
Far too little,
Much too late.
Til hiding becomescommonplace
And walls of Jell-O shiftand bend
In vague translucenceseeking light
To find the rub
To put to end.
And so they crash, thesedominoes
Unburdened any weight ofproof.
No hindrance or abatement
Tilting, falling,seeking,
Finding truth.
August 31, 2025
Momma Said
So, I should just take atater and wait.
She lived through hardtimes
(“Nobodyhad anything.”)
Leaving it all to thewarm hand of fate.
Momma said calm is thekindest of friends.
“Thelong way around is the sweetest way home.”
And patience wins out forthose willing to wait
And not rush the race tothe final outcome.
Momma said truth is aconstant companion,
Always reliable, won’tlet me down.
But lies and deceptionare the devil’s disciples
Harboring heartaches,flaunting a frown.
Momma said troubles willknock at my door,
Panic may seize andfrustrations perplex,
Pressures will squeezeand consequence vex,
But cooler minds winagainst knee-jerk reflex.
Momma said life should belived, not observed.
Can’t join the feast ifyou don’t break some bread.
She lived by example.True to herself.
I’ll keep to my grave allthose things Momma said.
August 30, 2025
Little White Lies
Little white lie.
No one to protest.
No voice to decry any evil intent.
No rules broken,
Just bent.
Easy to let you pass by.
No comment.
Easier still the nexttime,
A new day
Falling from white to
A light shade of gray, but
Where will you live bythe end of the day?
Darkened by twilight,
Cold and afraid.
True to your purpose,
Your colors remain.
No one the wiser.
No one in pain.
But darkness can grow
In the blink of an eye to
Blacken the heart of
A little white lie.
August 29, 2025
Getting to Truth
Hides in shadows
Dawn to setting sun.
Layered frowns of ups anddowns
Reflecting choices one by one.
Subtle comment
Sudden conflict
Battle scar that neverheals.
Time records
And hearts remember
Every lie the truthreveals.
Hidden behind walls ofquiet,
Trampled by a thunderousheard,
Wrapped in rhetoric,overstated or
Vanquished by a singleword.
Delicate on angel wings.
Balancing on tiltedscale.
Market price?
Sold by the slice.
Sign in window:
“Truth for Sale.”
So it goes and
No one knows just
Where it grows from seedsof youth.
Its journey fair to bringit where
Bright beacons glow ongolden truth.
August 28, 2025
Are You Safe Now?
About saving the world.
It’s important to discuss.
But the truth is, the one thing that
The world needs saving from is us.
We are the blight, we are the blemish,
The pimple that should be popped.
The villain, the scoundrel, the reprobate,
The virus that needs to be stopped.
Sucking the sustenance out of the soils
That took billions of years to create.
Treating our fellows with horrid disdain,
Spreading venomous vengeance and hate.
This is not the way it is meant to be
In this wonderous paradise.
There is enough of this marvelous pie
So that everyone can have a generousslice.
So, go forth, my kinsmen,
Seek fortune, seek fame,
Seek all that this world has to give.
But always be wise and always
Leave food on the table
So others may live.
August 27, 2025
What If….
Is only a small part of something moregrand?
Something the limits of our simple brains
Can never truly understand.
What if the atom, with all its’components,
Is really a universe we cannot view?
So tiny, so miniscule, we can’t detect it,
Concealing its’ secrets from our purview.
What if this old world was totally void
Of human intervention?
Whether you believe in evolution orcreation.
A different kind of life.
A different purpose and intention.
A different destiny
With a different validation.
What if I should tell you
That the greatest truth of all is
It doesn’t make a difference
If you’re big or if you’re small.
You can always make things better,
You can turn gray skies to blue,
You can be that silver lining
Just by being you.
August 26, 2025
Is That All?
Forever true. Whatever fortune
Comes my way, I will share with you.
I’ll stand beside you, be your strength
Whatever may befall.”
She hesitated but a moment,
Then said,” Is that all?”
“Are you kidding?” He exclaimed.
“I’m offering my heart and soul.
A gift more valuable than all
The world’s supply of jewels and gold.
I’ll protect you from whatever
Life may have in store.”
He waited for her answer.
She said,” Is there more?”
Seeking understanding he exclaimed,
“What do you want?
I offer everything I have, and
Still, you tease and taunt..”
When her reply was a mournful sigh
Emotions hit the wall.
And so, with a sad and heavy heart,
He said, “I guess that says it all.”
