15 May 2015


I can’t wait to get so old
That all this anger just subsides
Washed away like it’s nothing
Wisdom and grace taking over

I can’t wait for the day to come
When I awake and just feel the day I’m in
Taste the coffee in my mouth and
The touch of the people I love
Without this weight on my back

I sense it now and again
Like summer coming
The hairs on your arms stand up
And balance overcomes you

There is no poetry in carrying a burden
That never breaks you
It’s like an inside joke

So you channel it
Funnel it into the real poem
Or dam it up
Long enough to see what havoc you can cause
If you let it out all at