Sunday, February 15, 2015

Trivialities

The mote of dust
(this precious gift)
on which we drift
is fraught with lust

for selfish ends
(as it careens)
despite the means
or who pretends

they do no wrong,
(well don't we all?)
dismiss The Fall
to say we're strong

but that's an act
(a deadpan shtick)
to hide we're sick
and that's the fact

this role we play
(within the farce)
is so damn sparse
we're swept away.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

deep.

Curtney Bloomberg Ferguson Blasio Yaros said...

powerful,
the wrong says no to the upright,
when things turn around,
the audience gets upset.

in the end, nothing is true.

rch said...

Thanks and yes Anne, you summed it up well.

Anonymous said...

powerful emotions.

Unknown said...

it seems like the words speak of unspoken wishes.
God bless.

Iremonger Lindsay JacoBus Quinlan Pickens said...

stay put or sail free.
that's your option.
best regards.

Eleaine Sarah Thomas Jobs Bush said...

powerful talent.

Anonymous said...

yummy poetry.
wise talent.

rch said...

Thanks for the great comments!!!