When I Cannot Move
I might have plans
A desire arises
Yet
Time goes by
Within the gallows
Of
Nature’s purpose
What belies our passion
Creates a driven wish
All
Consumed by memory
We recognize fear
It relies on our senses
The
Activity we depend
Upon completing always
Waits for our hand
Truths,
Will haunt our minds
As we crawl slowly
Towards a new world
Our
Heart feels heavy
Knowing time travels as
Lives,
Continue moving forward
Without fanfare
I
Negotiate another waking day
In a matter of words
I am driven
To correct
Analyze
Delineate to a degree
Your words
My goal
Today
Might be to suggest
Your words are correct
Wrongly stated
Misplaced and drawn out
Over-zealous is over-used.
–
An English morning
Spent searching semantics
To correct your speech
Writing
The prescriptive sentence
An etiquette we teach
That allows you to venture forth
As society might permit
Just words
Yours
From the heart
Is my only request
–
You do that
You say it in such a manner
Then you will know
As your head speaks
So does that English rhythm
Look for it
And drive me home
With your attitude
New found balance
Ability to communicate
Speak
Write
Listen
To every word you emanate
–
And then the world seems complete
And that sentence nuance speaks again.
A deepening pain
Echoes inside my mind
In recognition
In realization
In reckoning.
That powerful syntax that moves
Beyond a notion
And completes its journey
Wild abandon
That interpretation that in my mind
Left itself reckless
Knowing it could resonate
And yet the paper cannot withstand
The mighty force of words
.
The human spirit
In all of its beauty
Soaring above clouds
Of discontent
Finds reason to balance
Nature’s course of mortality
We are frail souls
That when we hurt
We bleed
Our emotions we feel
Seeking a pendulum
To overcome
The error of our ways
.
And words again
Become my mentor
As I seek guidance
That forest
Of reasoning
Intertwining my path
With fallen branches, ruts,
Stones
Continue to assist my way
I stumble as often
As I may stammer in conversation
.
Yet in the end I am always resilient in hope
To recognize there are truths that allow me to grow.
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