How did I get here?
How did I get in this mess?
Breathing musty air
and surrounded by darkness.
poetry
ck’s philosophy
My one and only time with a genie
College graduation
My sincerest apology
I gone and done it –
I done something dumb.
Trying to get fit –
I’m now hurting more than some.
Quitter
The towel feels soft in my hands
And all I have to do
want to do
could do
is throw it in
toss it in
give in.
But I’ve been a quitter
every day of my life
all my life
in all I try.
For once,
I want to finish the game
my only aim
end this game.
I’m not asking to be a winner
I just don’t want to be a quitter
a deserter
this time.
© 2013 ck’s days
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I appreciate you
With both eyes
There is a floor lamp
in the living room –
been in the same spot for months.
But the other night
when I saw it out of the corner of my eye
I thought you were standing there.
How many emotions can
run through a soul
in less than a second –
less than a breath?
Why do I feel like a bus schedule will come in handy?
Oh heck no!
I don’t wanna go.
I can think of a million and one things I’d rather do
than go into that meeting with you.
Goodbye, my friend
I stood ashore
and waved goodbye
as you climbed into your boat,
your little boat
I shed a tear and did cry
even though I knew why
you had to sail away.
