Denial Is My River

Denial is a river I know so well
For it flows deep in my veins.
It's my partner when lonely,
Defender in conflict and doctor for my pains.

This river of tears cleanses my ears
So I can hear what I need.
It's current sucks under those who wonder
And all who've disagreed.

With denial I can defend myself
Against each who seems a fool.
For theirs is the problem, the error,
The fault and I'm the one to rule.

Waves of denial splash at my face
Forcing a flaccid smile.
Torrents of liquid numb my space.
Then nothing hurts for a while.

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Scars

Those who suffer scars outside
Are afflicted since they can't hide.
But they likely confront reality
Since their appearance is there to see.
In turn most learn it's not what is seen,
Since actions determine what life will mean.

Whereas those harboring scars inside
Can't be treated when they've denied
That there's anything wrong…
Until the next crisis comes along.
Then it's the world that's marred…
Not them since they have worked hard.

Scars of denial, insecurity and hate
Are like open wounds that never abate.
These marks take their greatest toll
Surreptitiously hidden, destroying soul.
Sadder are innocent victims that suffer;
Unscarreds exposed to denial with no buffer.

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Insecurity's Chant

It's not possible; things are tough.
I'm not able, not good enough.
My weight's not right and shape's a fright.
Each who passes scorns my sight.
There's no time; the risk's too great.
I've missed my chance. It's now too late.
I'm so young and the world's too cold.
Things pass fast; now I'm just old.

On and on drones this grim chant.
But to those who don't know they can't...

Things are tough so I'll work smart.
When others stop, that's when I'll start.
That's what I want so here I go.
It's not my age, but what I know.

I'm good and sure of what I've got.
Forget the world that says I'm not.
The famous glass that needs its fill,

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Remember Not

Remember not lost loves and friends gone astray.
Remember not doubts and fears that held your heart at bay.
Remember not those who criticize, since you can’t please all.
Remember not ones who never learn regardless of their fall.

Remember not all who bring you down for they’re not your friends.
Remember not wasted times with them and their capricious ends.
Remember not anyone who seeds sadness in your life.
Remember not this sower or your fault will lead to strife.

Remember not yesterdays, but as they affect tomorrows.
Remember not the easy ways as they will lead to sorrows.
Remember not anyone that blocks your happiness,
Especially the mirrored image whom you daily dress.

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Seventy

A very close friend is 70 today.
He’s so lucky in every way.
He can play golf and walk and smile
As he enjoys life with manner and style.
He suffers no crippling, chilling pain
That makes the world seem all in vain.

Like us all, he’s made mistakes,
But learned that’s what it takes
To become a better man
Who spreads love as best he can.

The celebration of this day
Is but another way to say
That we celebrate his birth
Since it’s become a better earth
For the mark that he has made
And the foundations he has laid.
So during his next seventy years
Love will conquer all his fears.

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Am I Someone?

Am i someone i would believe?
Or do my words conceal
Thoughts meant to deceive
So who knows what is real?

Am i someone i would hire?
Will i always give my best?
Am i filled with desire
To better all the rest?

Am i someone i would leave alone?
Should i ask my friends?
If theirs is but a hollow tone,
I owe them much ammends.

Am i someone i would like to know?
Would my time be well spent?
Or is there tension that i sow
That force all to relent?

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Sixth Place and Falling

Below children and grand children plus old friends,

My rank in importance continually descends.

Then ahead there's bridge and constant reading,

Which result so sadly in my sixth place seeding.

I find it appalling that I'm in the sixth spot and falling,

Though my greatest concern is where it all will end…

How far down the depths will my position descend?

Now that I'm old, unhealthy and not very attractive,

Will the next level ahead be a person more active?

I don't smoke, can't drink and sex is just a concept.

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10 - 80 - 10

A tenth bright a tenth dark.
The gray eighty depends on your spark
Light it so that nothing hinders;
Ignite it and there are only cinders.

Enjoy that bright tenth for such a short time,
Converting the 80 to something sublime.
This brilliance will brighten that 10 dark spot,
Which is a part of what every life’s got.

A fool takes the 80 and turns off the light by
Whining about the top 10 and how it’s not right.
How it’s not fair that others have more
As its top 10 teeters and its 80 become poor.

In this life of 100 we choose where to live,
Taking and hating or loving to give.
Live the top 10 then the others will follow.
Choose the dark 10 and the rest will be hollow.

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Be Kind

In these hurried, impersonal days
They're rarer than gold and harder to find.
Those people whose sincere and gentle ways
Mean they exude spirit that is truly kind.

Just as blooming flowers are scarce indeed,
Sensitive and vulnerable in an overgrown field…
Their beauty can transform a world of wild weed
Into a floral sight seldom seen or revealed.

Some view most with bitterness and contempt
As if they are emotionally blind,
Believing they are among a chosen few exempt
From ever having to waste time being kind.

The rest do care and try to treat others fair.
So it's important to relax and unwind
While emulating those people truly rare
Whose respect for others enables them to be kind.

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Denial

Denial is a river I know so well
For it flows deep in my veins.
It’s my partner when lonely,
Defender in conflict and doctor for my pains.

This river of tears cleanses my ears
So I can hear what I need.
Its current sucks under those who wonder
And all who’ve disagreed.

With denial I can defend myself
Against each who seems a fool.
For theirs is the problem, the error,
The fault and I’m the one to rule.

Waves of denial splash at my face,
Forcing a flaccid smile.
Torrents of liquid numb my space.
Then nothing hurts for a while.

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