Monday, July 18, 2011


First, a poem I wrote sometime between May and Jun 2011. I hadn't written poetry in a long time.

Homegrown Burdens

Enough with the allegories

the music calls me out, upside down.

The ringing rhymes with hard drumming,

and they breaks me up, rips me around.

Black and blue, bruises surround me

when I close my eyes. I'm a half jig

mourner, a side step sojourner

and I can never quite steer this rig.

Out of tune and all short of breath

can't jump a shit to save our lame leg.

I'm native blues, a drifter's cruise

just waiting a waste before I beg.

I'm feeling a lot of pressure. There's a considerable amount of under-the-surface stress that's popping up so much so that I don't know how to deal with it. I'm hoping that God will have mercy on me, and help me push through it...though I'm finding myself more exhausted by problems I can't distance myself from (because they are apart of who I am, physically)...and I'm also finding that life is a journey, a continual process that you don't ever get a real break from or ever really win or lose or finish until life ends. Sure is tiring, let me tell you.

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