ALL GROWN UP NOW

I WAS AS A FOOL IS

In the deepness of the dark shadows

where pretending what isn’t is.

It has become normal for the businesses

who depend to rely on the pretense

that nothing ever ends but the easily replaced dreams

of the customer base buying into the darkest schemes;

a trip to the awesome outer upper space of great wealth,

won on a before supper lottery purchase win,

that buys everything from mansions

to health in the cosmos of the Olympian gods.

What a letdown to man,

when the dawn of day lights up

and shows the truth of the place

is not found in more wealth, health or time to play.
Reality scored in how much owed soon come due

to the merchants of “fooled you with a head fake”

I understand that game after being blind for so long

I learned me a way to find my sight,

to see in the darkest day lit night the differences

between swamps and peoples public parks

where the fun one in the other is just different dumps.

And then all those fucking

useless

bills

I had to pay along the way

was me spending my rainy day wealth

now evaporated in the heat of

want it days.

I question was I a man or a loon trying

to flap my wings and or dance to a fools tune?

Dance the damned dance who knows

you may get your chance to step on a bunch of toes

to attain a liars pile where dragons always hide

or—

Imagine this!

Could the best of you and me

be found in the bright

glorious gem of gems,

bigger than your heart,

if such thing exists,

go ahead MY LOVE

try and try,

continue to persist

that your value

your true worth.

is something less

than what is balanced

on a single fact:

that your

gracious

giving

kindness,

goodness,

is solely

found

in the

keenness of

your beautiful

love.

© M Durfee

9/14/15

I HAVEN'T FOUND MY LOST MIND-MUST NOT HAVE NEEDED IT.

THE INFINITE CYCLE
I am not a clever man,

I have no plan to offer

the surrounding masses of people

with world wise advice.

I stay silent,

try to take in the cacophony clamoring

for the limits of an attention span

that does not lead to a crossing over the gorge

of the ignorance I am.

Two things I do know:

If I Love, I will sure get hurt.

The only cure for hurt is Love.

© M Durfee

1.10.2015

THE RICHES AVAILABLE

THE FORGOTTEN GEM

No one known

wants any particular thing

you have none to give.

Though it seems

we all had an opportunity to have it,

but too few found their way to the mine

to dig for it.

I have searched my life away,

looking for that most precious of gems

and found it nearly an impossible find

from the lack of mining.

For millennium the beautiful was left to lie,

untouched by hands or hearts,

all so much in need of its joyous beauty;

beauty found both in the giving and receiving.

Left alone,

untouched,

unused

it hardens,

develops thorns in places

once soft and tender.

If we all had taken a moment,

a single moment a day

to mine that compassion

out of the rocky soil of the heart,

hold the sweetness, loose the bitter tears

of regret that cleanse us;

perhaps we’d be just a bit better than what we have become.

© M Durfee

8.5.2014