The Joy of Suffering...

The Joy of Suffering

When safely outside the survival domain

our life awake flourishes without pain

'Tis quite immune to suffering

and much sweeter than our nocturnal dreaming

Our day is consumed by enjoyment offered

only to result in none favored

our existence searches for pain

while our continuum is secured by financial gain

So, when elevated thoughts suddenly appear

to justify our breaths of golden air

virtuous penitence becomes the answer

for our mindful silent prayers

Our soul searches for available suffering

within the portals of wakeful wandering

and physical work becomes the misery

that removes the yoke of guilt by necessity

We put our many comforts aside

and the benefits of suffering arise

to test the limits of desired pain

that our mind seeks to gain

We run like scared rabbits

sweat and exercise becomes habit

rain, snow and sleet cannot stop us

as our endorphins flow in a cherished rush

Sports rule our days of penitence

and we endure the burn of physical existence

We wrap our sweaty bodies 

in old colorful hoodies

we wear crumpled faded jeans

and we achieve the joy of suffering

REALLY, THAT'S NOT A BAD THING

Fleche du Temps.....

Fleche du Temps

During melancholy moments it seems

that my consciousness is wrapped in dreams

The arrow of time flies through me

leaving no wounds that anyone can see

The reality of the past like a storm

surfaces in all that's wrong

but fades slowly during my continuum flight

rearranging memories into something right

Hours and days wasted during the year

like grayness cast by cloudy air

exist in the flowing arrow of time

that points to purpose lacking in mind

Times arrow directs me to tomorrows arrival

it exposes a life cycle eternal

as the timely fleche shows the way

to a reality intending to stay

When tendered hope like a sunny day

shines on the trash pile of yesterday

times arrow never points backwards

it motivates me to steadily move forward

737 MAX....

737 MAX

Delicate shell broken apart

having fallen from blue sky height

life rendered still on the shattered ground

tears flowing all around

Sweet delicate human flesh

travelling to appointments never kept

strangers all in our tiny world

spirits and souls of the global earth

'Twas in the midst of necessity

in the pursuit of flight efficiency

that an unseen coded source

dictated the path of the flights course

Now, strangers sleep beneath the ground

memories of them in mind found

residing in the furrow plowed dirt

their passing was quick and without hurt

Paternal Helix...

Paternal Helix

Elapsing time spends your days

and you're grateful in many ways

your presence in life's great scene

is your fathers' cherished dream

His gift flows in your veins

his ancestral code is alive in your brain

and in the crevasses of your spirit

you sense the gift that never quits

So, kiss your good luck charm

and hold him in your arms

cherish the love that binds

residing deep in the matrix of your mind

Make room for memories of life's intercourse
made possible by his coded source
Then, gift it to your child
where your fervent desire resides

You know too well the subtle ways
that his helix rules your days
So, count your pleasures as they happen
because you're the result of his love given

Vanishing Verisimilitude...

Vanishing Verisimilitude

Some impassioned words radiate beauty

when spoken with pride and hope

They shine with vitality and joy to be

beget solace and honor at home

'Twas in the comfort of individual dreams

in a land freedom bound

that society blanketed in a warm breeze

prospered on green National ground

TRUMP-TRUMP-TRUMP

Then, the cold dash of twisted words

slowly silenced our river of decency

as blatant lies were heard

shattering our National identity

TRUMP-TRUMP-TRUMP

The paltering leader of Democracy

personally flawed and unfit to lead

displaying signs of egotistical venality

demonstrated  his immunity for facts, indeed

He is a cheat, a bigot and liar

who has effected the end

the finality of our American demeanor

 fit for a Nation lacking real friends

Blue Infinity...Revision #2

Blue Infinity

When the light of day

slowly advanced my way

moving steadily, soft and easy

all the while looking for stability

somber shadows challenged its sanity

and blurred my ability to see

Harsh reflections in mirrored choices

held past ghostly voices

in darkness that loomed deep

within shaded wilderness quite unseen 

The light did not bring sadness

it created shadows and unhappiness

and from shadows the hope of promise

that would flush out life's bitterness

Those shadows gave life to blue infinity

and for years now she's been with me

Her black leather seating sensation

with African Rosewood silky addition

made me master of my desires

and brought back my joy of love fires

Her sensuous metallic reality

even as time fades her beauty

still chases away far-stretching shadows 

lurking in memories of long ago

while our youthful escapades flood my mind

with the joys of freedom wild

She's the reality I know

my Blue Infinity that chases away shadows