Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Poetry and Prose Corner September 2013

For Labors Unheralded

Heaven bless the working man,
Or woman, as the case may be,
For labors that have built a nation,
Made it strong,
Kept it free.

Day by day endures the trek,
Spaghettied byways
Ceaseless days of repetition,
Watching with frustration growing.

Even while complaints may linger
As the endless hours drone,
Though his ire may peak aplenty,
He will never take it home.

Home to where his world makes sense,
A different kind of recompense,
Where labors wear a sweeter flavor
Sheltered by a picket fence.

Dennis S. Martin
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As we learn to welcome
all aspects of life
Storms and beauties of nature
personal pleasures and strife
We’ll find our human form
can do more than first appears
Our form can resonate and dance
to music of the spheres
Can dream of new creations
that benefit all beings
And broaden cosmic consciousness
beyond the bounds now seen

From the prologue to Leonard Goodwin’s new book, Echoes in the Universe: A Spiritual Memoir available at Amazon.com


For as not yet
to know the grandeur
that in this world
this life may come to pass,
I content myself
with this aspiration of hope,
that when herein lies a
life that has passed,
love hath revealed itself
in the image
of you and I.

Richard (James Michael Pontes)

Dear Dad

White knights are hard to come by these days,
So often blemished or misaligned.
But shortsighted memory
Is always forgiving
And the foresight of hindsight so often is blind.

So I never flinched as you donned your armor
And rode out to battle with dragon or beast.
Against famine and foe you defended our castle,
Returning the bounty,
Providing the feast.

Relentless, tenacious, untiring in effort,
Your fortress impenetrable, or so it seems.
But I see your heart, taste your will,
Touch your feelings,
See through your eyes as you strive toward your dreams.

Often profane,
Ready to ire,
Firm when the situations demand,
Yet soft as a feather
And quick as a heartbeat
When favors have need of a helping hand.

When I needed a hero
You took the stand.

Dennis S. Martin
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