Beginning Anew

Beginning Anew

Beginning Anew

It’s frightening beginning all over again


But necessary

Often every day

Often every few minutes

I have to start again

Humbly change course to the new

I wish that steady courses were all too true


But alas they are not


Only change is the Rorschach’s blot

That determines whether I dwell inside of sanity

That determines whether I live amongst the ashes of the past

Or the ephemeral mists of the future


Or am I present in the present?

I feel a great and growing dissent

Amongst the souls of my spirit, its armies

Are ready to rise and see what all is good

They are ready to see what all is happiness


Death has reigned for far too long

Death in the form of rules so rigid

That they snap at the slightest breath


Life always seems to erupt through the bricks

The bricks and the concrete cannot hold it back

Life is always placing roots deeper and deeper

Steeper and steeper is it’s climb toward the sun

All I know is that the pursuit of fun

Is leading me toward the meadows


I hear the rivers running toward them as well

I think it’s time to break this shell of a mask that covers my face


I dwell in lonely, in sharp disgrace

no more




3 Comments Add yours

  1. A beautiful piece, with powerful ideas. I particularly like death as the rules, souls of the spirit (that we are more than one), life and bricks, the struggle, like all life, to the sun.


    1. Thanks Steve. Glad you liked it and thanks for taking the time to give me good feedback 😊

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      1. I enjoy your work, you’re very welcome, Duane.

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