The Mill Pond Musings: May 2015

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Just a Touch

Hollow being

Spirals inward

Facing oblivion

Eternal separation

Clawingly grasps

Mankind’s single

Greatest tragedy

Crushing isolation

Weeping souls

Violently flail

Rage exposed

Failures bare’d

Fear alight

Consuming life

Charred embers

Widely scattered

While restitution

Awaits activation

Lost opportunities

Before blossoming

Soul’s enriched

Reason’s justified

Love’s affirmed

Human touch

Imbues within

Individual hearts

Nourishing energy

Prompting salvation

Manifest ascendancy

Easily accomplished

Gentle contact

Reclaims forlornness

Seven Billion Souls

Seven billion souls

Persevere in constant

Intimate physical proximity

While most individuals

Refuse healing contact

Residing isolated within

Miserably endured life

Tragedy

The single greatest

Tragedy of mankind’s

Recent evolutionary history

Soul crushing isolation

Mercilessly self-imposed

In Barren Wilderness

In barren city

And Industrialized world

Mankind walks alone

Naively ignoring all

Evidence of devolution

Ever closer destruction

Steadily crushing civilization

Under wanton disregard

While vitriolic rhetoric

Violently gathering those

Humans slow dying

In barren wilderness

Friday, May 1, 2015

Tired
     the only horse
     in the trace
     full loaded wagon
     weight bearing full
     on tender shoulders.

Tired
     pulling each day
     alone forward into
     a distant scrubland
     of dusty rock.

Tired
     investing limited life,
     receiving unlimited nothing
     everlastingly in return.

Tired
     exhausted and spent
     drained of being

Tired
      crushed under deathly

Tired

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