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A DOZEN NEW POEMS! - #3 of 12

Continuing on the thought from the previous post ... my lack of "spare time" to write has had another interesting schedule effect, I have suddenly found it plausible to slip into a Starbucks for 15-20 minutes, suck down an iced tea or coffee, and frantically scrawl out a poem in my little notebook. Amazing. I guess I'm "driven" to get these things written, even if it means forcing out by-myself-sitting-idly time courtesy of over-priced caffeine drinks!




                    MARKS OF DESPERATION


                    things destroyed,
                    broken out of time,
                    all becomes the lie
                    and folds within that shadow;
                    we have no basis,
                    all is loss,
                    all is anguish,
                    all descending

                    these intents mean nothing,
                    we are too damaged
                    to act, to be;
                    we are supported
                    only by the mystic force
                    placed into motion
                    in distant zones,
                    long gone times

                    the world conspires
                    to block even this,
                    to disallow the journey
                    which takes us home
                    which gives us contact
                    with those who toil unseen;
                    all reach meets weakness,
                    result of all these wounds

                    as options dwindle
                    we seek to find
                    those few still open,
                    the doors unbarred,
                    the paths unmined,
                    to take the morrow
                    and make it worth
                    the pain of life

                    run through familiar circles,
                    we pass along the marks
                    made in desperation
                    when first ensnared
                    and wonder how the pattern
                    might realign
                    to cede us freedom
                    or grant us peace


                             - Brendan Tripp
                                08/27/2002

                    Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp




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