Tag Archives: Triumph
June Will Be Okay
Deciding this morning whether
To be afraid for our weather
For this Earth
For its Underlings
I noticed triumph
Its and Theirs
I saw green, cold tears
Gladness!
There was little left to do
Open wide the window
Cry out
Three cheers for a cold victory!
Stupid
Endeavor where smallness
Says you ought grasp
Stupidly seem to settle
Admit and tell fear
You are in fact, petrified
Let it think it won
Reach breathlessly then, baby
Heavenward and find
Stardust-covered triumphant arms
*Original Thought Credit: Robert Browning; “Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?”
Brink
We force shadows
Calling darkness all the brilliance
Why
For what high purpose
This low comfort
Push, gasping for dear life
Step finally through
It is dawn now
The harpist begins soon
Everything need not ache