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ad hominem
by Charlie Morgan
waking each morn since we started counting rainbows,
we wrap ourselves in needed warmth for the day,
snuggling safely in our ego's nest of Me.
making certain that our boundaries of self
are fully seen and properly respected for
our moat of defensive-ness keeps others at bay.
hiding our uncertainties under a blanket of saran wrap,
we seize each new day with the avarice of Buddha
who's belly protudes from so many ingested souls.
adrift on the sea of Life, we waft, we wane; always
teetering on the ragged coat-tails of Hope,
looking for today's sanity to be Heaven-sent.
and with zest and zeal, looking for our needs
of fulfillment we search with a flashlight
that has no batteries.
05/03/2005 Posted on 05/03/2005
Copyright © 2024 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Rusty C Arquette on 05/06/05 at 11:33 AM If you help me find my keys, we can drive out! (guffaw!) - You've defined the feelings of we little islands of protoplasm floating in a sea of reality and doubt with vivid imagery and poetic insight... well done as usual! - RCat |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 06/08/14 at 11:27 AM Miss you, Charlie. |
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