New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes
New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes
New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes
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<strong>New</strong> <strong>Classic</strong> <strong>Poems</strong><br />
Then and Now<br />
IV<br />
Then what about that night I gulped my crutch<br />
And, shoeless, hobbled home, too drunken blind<br />
To need to see Collisions in my mind<br />
Ignored the pain from obstacles and such.<br />
The alcohol had put me into touch<br />
With tripping rhythm, leading me to find<br />
My inspiration vomited behind<br />
A helpless tree. It hurt me more than much.<br />
Thus emptied out of bile and scores of shots<br />
I felt compelled to piss advice in snow<br />
<strong>That</strong> steamed the wintry air. I breathed it in<br />
And staggered on with clearer thoughts<br />
For yellow words: “Whichever way you go<br />
Remember where epiphanies begin.”<br />
V<br />
The frozen track that guided me that night<br />
Has led me close to being overawed.<br />
I wasn’t spoiled for being spared the rod<br />
But try forgiving those their need to smite,<br />
Admitting grief instead of making light<br />
Of loved ones lying low beneath the sod.<br />
I’ve faced my demons (still denying God),<br />
Acknowledged wrongs and tried to make them right.<br />
I still wear scars from then upon my feet<br />
As evidence of my humility.<br />
I’ve learned a harder lesson, I would say,<br />
Than most of you should ever have to meet.<br />
At times I dream I’ve found tranquility.<br />
<strong>That</strong> peed advice rings truer every day.<br />
VI<br />
The child I was would never recognize<br />
The man I am, unless he heard my name.<br />
But then again our eyes would be the same,<br />
A truer blue than brilliant summer skies.<br />
I’d wonder what small part of him belies<br />
Assumption anyone could hope to tame<br />
His poet’s heart. It can’t be right to blame<br />
A wilder child like him not being wise.<br />
Does wisdom come with age To some extent.<br />
I’ve learned to quickly rise if I should fall,<br />
To bend my will to force before it breaks,<br />
And (short of being shod in wet cement)<br />
Rely upon myself when troubles call.<br />
The lessons learned from all my life’s mistakes.<br />
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