AWAKENING

I am undergoing a medical treatment...all is well....and its great for inspiration.. after all, I've got quite a few poems out of it.

I wake-up with the flames of discontent

running, like hooligans through my veins.

As my feet touch the floor the sun laughs at me

just before the clouds come to verify my luck.

The studies of life gone wild

turned into a life gone willing

have taught me how to deal with the lies in my head

but her picture makes me forget

and ache for all that has gone away.

My routine

the coffee pot

make the bed

take the shots

turn my angered lips

towards all I can no longer do

and easily blame the world

for having allowed me just enough Love

…to miss.

Gandhi and Buddha

sit on my shoulders

poking fun at my ignorance

and Jesus

…well he just plain gave up.

But there is always someone out there to judge me

for having a heart that pleads for pain

and answers

rather than one that punches a clock from 9-5.

I guess I’ll open the blinds

let something in

…I wish the world would do the same.

Author's Note

Authors note:

I search for spiritual truths daily...but the fish in my aquarium think IM GOD.

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

I like this a lot and I think that these are feelings that are pretty universal. I too have awakened with those flames of discontent (what a fantastic line!). There is a stillness in the poem that hangs like a pall over the scene. Your ending was perfect. I look forward to reading more of your work.

[Penlight]

Thank you so much for your thoughtful critique....! :)