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You have the Choice

To struggle ‘gainst the world,
Be yourself despite the strain;
To follow your own essence, true to your own name –
not hiding in the darkness transferring the blame.
Be alive – raise your Voice!

March

Things I learned this month:
I need to get stronger and
Villanelles are tough.

– The style for next month (tentatively) is Acrostic.

Lost in the rain

“A soul…
Tossed and turned on the maelstrom of the world…
Finds what peace it can
in the deep embrace of sleep and troubled dreams.”

– Something I wrote long ago on a bad, bad night.  Tonight is also a bad, bad night.  Strangely enough, it was raining that night too…

Lost

I’m feeling all alone
while drifting out at sea –
won’t someone come along
and please come rescue me.

There’s holes within my sail
and water in my hold.
I don’t think I’ll prevail –
I see the Divine fold.

But whipping from the black,
I feel the Devil’s hand
that slowly drags me back,
crushing my promised land.

I struggle ‘gainst his grips,
with all that I can give.
I hear his bitter quips
to “Don’t give up!” and “Live!”

At last we reach the shore
while gasping for each breath.
Why must I live some more
when I just wanted death?