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Poetic License Suspended

Michael Wilson

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2009 Michael Wilson

Poetic License Suspended…


Poetry by…

My Gull Wheels On

a.k.a. Michael Wilson


A Poet’s Tale

 

…What is this that I present,

…Which may enrapt or offend,

 

…The start of a poet’s tale,

…On a slightly larger scale,

 

…Torn from a life of phases,

…Set upon many stages,

 

…Where everyone can read,

…My life shared in poetry,

 

…But what lessons might be taught,

…From perilous battles fought,

 

…Tis not but stories in prose,

…Which tell of the many roads,

 

…This ornery poet’s been down,

…From the gutter to the crown,

 

…And before more time passes,

…Let me start with what this is,

 



Powerful Poetic Persuasion

 

Just powerful poetic persuasion from the artsy-fartsy one… …

Carefully crafted for your bemusement and fun…

But who am I to deride and or tease…

When the best you can come up with is ‘Please’!

 

I may not be the best of poets…

Perhaps too set in my ways or stoic…

But when it comes time for me to share…

Through verse I bring all I have to bare!

 

You may jeer and sneer all you please…

But with these words I hold the keys…

And for those of you critics so staid…

Remember, with these words I get paid!

 



A Total Wreck

 

…So what do I do today,

…What more can this old man say,

 

…More lame poetry expressed,

…Concerning all my regrets,

 

…Never have I ever won,

…More than a cruel lesson,

 

…From my bumbling mistakes,

…Now a series of out takes,

 

…Which aptly describe this fool,

…Who broke life’s every rule,

 

…Why didn’t I try harder,

…And progress any farther,

 

…To build better legacies,

…To kill tethered fallacies,

 

…Which stole all my self respect,

…Leaving me a total wreck,

 



The Beast Within

 

Where does my conscious go, when demons raise their fiery eyes,
They steal my very soul, killing all which is sanctified,
Engulfed by instant fears, no longer hearing loved ones cries,
The beast within appears, telling me I am justified,
 
I have already lost, no reprieve from my mortal sin,
All reason now is blocked, as I become the beast within,
No pity can I feel, as I make my grandiose stand,
Yes the horror is real, as I destroy all that I can,
 
Where do my feelings go, when demons raise their snarling lips,
Bringing an all new low, into my life now torn to bits,
Certain of being right, I flail and thrash as if in fits,
I threaten and I strike, with great fury the demon spits,
 
Yet I still stand and shout, my ugly hate and derision,
Accusing lies said out loud, revolting words - degradation,
Just look at what I’ve done, I scream my blatant confession,
Ready to blame anyone, for my evil molestation,
 
Where does my true love go, when demons raise their gruesome head,
Destroying all I know, without slightest hesitation,
There is no where to hide, hideous deeds - infinite dread,
Shame crushes senseless pride, nothing left but devastation,
 
Recoiling in horror, reality enters the room,
Now begins the torture, judgment of my now mortal soul,
The evil that is me, my conscious has become my tomb,
I look and all I see, marks my spirit and takes its toll,
 
Where does salvation go, when demons raise their awful screech,
Making damnation grow, as dark shadows envelope me,
How can I persevere, and escape from this demon’s reach,
For he is always near, and may kill eventually,
 
Cold and chilling insight, I now realize what is at stake,
And the one path which might, protect the ones I truly love,
But how can I just leave, this world I worked so hard to make,
And cause even more grief, for family and God above.
 
Where does my resolve go, when demons raise their deadly claws,
Tearing at all I know, stealing my conscious care and pride,
I can’t run anymore, all is destroyed everything lost,
Now beaten tired and sore, I’ve lost my path into the light,
 
Who can I reach out to, when all I love recoil in fear,
Eyes beseech black and blue, where once was love - now only hate,
Yes I know - I’m the cause, the reason for each falling tear,
And while demons give pause, I must face my terrible fate.


 


Something Must Be Done

 

…Wow, that was a bit too much,

…Admitting wrong can be tough,

 

…But yet something must be done,

…Before I hurt anyone,

 

…I must stand responsible,

…For these deeds so horrible,

 

…I must do all that I can,

…To become a better man,

 

…A good husband to my wife,

…Afford her a better life,

 

…A good father to my kids,

…Is also my greatest wish,

 

…I must find a way that’s clear,

…I must face head on my fear,

 

…Somehow I must find my poise,

…For failure is not my choice,

 



Half A Mind

 

I have half a mind,
To just let go,
Let go of notions,
Which plague me so.
 
What's it really matter,
If I lose or if I win,
Isn't it that I played,
That matters in the end?
 
I played from the heart,
And gave it all I got,
With honor and pride,
I've attained this spot.
 
But like I said before,
You know I have half a mind,
To just let it all go,
No more effort, no more trying...
 
But the other half sustains,
That which I am thankful For,
Pushing me with great strength,
I can take flight and soar.
 
And the higher I fly,
From efforts past spent,
The greater I espy,
The grandness of men.
 
Oh I have half a mind,
To give up, throw the towel in,
But I still have half a mind,
To find a way to soar again!

 



Mad And Deranged

 

…So I took actions to change,

…A life led mad and deranged,

 

…Taking careful measure of,

…My life and all that I love,

 

…I shut the doors to the world,

…And set out to be less cruel,

 

…To all, be they meek or great,

…While I built upon my faith,

 

…Careful study of scripture,

…Gave me a better picture,

 

…Of what our Lord wants from me,

…To rise and follow his lead,

 

…Once I understood his way,

…To build myself a new day,

 

…I began with simple tales,

…While the Lord lifted my veils,

 



A Saga Awaits You

 

The crowd pushes as your soul pulls,
You along your path to obscurity,
Where the light is engulfed,
By the clouds of eternity...
 
Timidly you lag behind,
Lost in the eddies of time,
And slowly you trudge,
To the same old grind...
 
But for the one who sees,
Dreams in splendored color,
The seeker holds the keys,
As one searches for the other...
 
Sparks of desire flood your mind,
While the cold dark streets glow,
From burnt embers lost in time,
And mounds of dashed hopes below...
 
You thrash and flail in utter desperation,
And you need that which can not be known,
Unless one is seasoned by your imagination,
When the dream is passed and the hope is grown...

 

Then it comes to you in a flash,
Love must be shared to exist,
So to others your hope is passed,
And your light escapes the mist...
 
The seeker surveys the vast multitude,
To find the source of the light,
Where the gift of hope was shared and grew,
Piercing the thin veil of night...
 
And to these dreamers is dared,
A glimpse of wisdom anew,
For you who love and share,
A saga awaits you...
 
Prepare to finally see,
The source for finding purpose,
In all that you do and can be,
Lies in what you can do for us...
 
For selfish deeds trap us,
And kindness offers you much more,
Once you apply this to practice,
Blinding light will pour forth...
 
And as the secret is shared,
Love rekindles the awakenings,
Among all those lost and scared,
Wonder and awe the new day brings...
 
Remember the grandness of this tale,
The next time you find yourself lost,
For what you offer is the holy grail,
So much hope... for so little cost!

 



The Lord Is Great In Me

 

…I thought I had crossed the line,

…The words written were all mine,

 

…At last I found redemption,

…From a life of contention,

 

…Proudly I pushed my new faith,

…And soared upon pious ways,

 

…I had learned much I could share,

…And fell headfirst in this snare,

 

…So boastful that I was right,

…And knew the path to the light,

 

…I blindly took the Lord’s name,

…And proudly espoused in vein,

 

…My faith to help other’s see,

…That the Lord was great in me,

 

…Then another veil lifted,

…Blind pride, however gifted,

 



The Power Of Pride

 

As I surmise all that is me strewn and cluttered,
My conscious lies casually shorn and shuttered,
For here lie the spoils of stubborn iniquity,
I shuffle and toil, floundering in frailty.
 
Oh what great havoc, what conscious so lewd,
Creates such traffic which now spoils the fruit,
Of truly righteous deeds committed by a scurrilous man,
Of whom I could no better know, no better understand,
 
For this terribly lost and forever forlorn soul,
Is none other than me shivering and sniveling so,
And as helpless as I suddenly appear to be,
I now understand the strength pride provides so easily,
 
For there is purpose in pride, yet none in shame,
As ambition carries us blind to who’s at blame,
And just where is the woe when the devil may care,
For we are soon found alone, our conscious left bare,
 
And as I embark into this desolate place,
My horrors so dark, my fears crimson in taste,
Forward I race into the perilous pit,
With none other to blame for this simple life I quit.

 



When Your Faith Is Strong

 

…Thus I began in earnest,

…To sift words of the learned,

 

…I had to change from within,

…Having failed, to my chagrin,

 

…Finding the path to the light,

…And getting this lesson right,

 

…Was much harder than I’d thought,

…And unlike what I was taught,

 

…The gifts of wisdom you share,

…And believe show that you care,

 

…May all be completely wrong,

…Even when your faith is strong,

 

…So vigilant you remain,

…And you learn how to refrain,

 

…From sharing your arrogance,

…Espousing your ignorance,

 



Take Care

 

I have searched for truth and wisdom,
And in all that I have found,
The teachings of our savior,
Ring most true and profound,
 
Take care in what you think,
Take care in what you believe,
Take care in what you share,
Take care in what you receive,
 
Yes I do know better,
Than to lead others astray,
Whether due to my fears,
Or that of which I am afraid.
 
I do care what I think,
I do care what I believe,
I do care what I share,
I do care what I receive,
 
And should my careless words,
Cause you unrest and concern,
I humbly ask forgiveness,
As I face the fire that burns.
 
For I do care what you think,
I do care what you believe,
I do care what you share,
And I do care what you receive.

 



Love’s Reward

 

…So humbly I now admit,

…I may have misused my gift,

 

…To set great lessons in prose,

…While I’ve much further to go,

 

…Then with further reflection,

…And even more inspection,

 

…The lessons now more than clear,

…Bring about a hopeful tear,

 

…The love of God and neighbor,

…Great lessons from our savior,

 

…Is what life is all about,

…And is what we all must tout,

 

…You are humble when you know,

…You still have further to go,

 

…Share the true gift from our Lord,

…And thus share in love’s reward,

 



Living And Loving

 

Just the other day I was out and about,
When I saw a cold man preaching to a crowd,
So I reckoned I'd listen in for awhile.
 
He told us of bad men and their evil ways,
Then he let us know he knew their final fate,
Shouting his moral judgment so cruel and vile.
 
You see he hated everyone he knew,
Seems it was cause they were not perfect or true,
So stunned I just stood there with my jaw agape,
 
As this cold preacher man went on to explain,
How all of us were going to hell in pain,
'Cause sin was something we could never escape.
 
Now we have all heard moral judgment before,
But something here was just rotten to the core,
And yes, I'd about had all that I could take
 
Asking for money he told us to follow,
But this was just too much for me to swallow,
So I yelled out, "You're full of it - you're a fake!"
 
"If people can't escape sin, why even try?
People, can be perfect and I'll tell you why!
In simple language we can all understand!"
 
"You see even our Lord was wrong and changed his mind,
Look it up in your books, I'll give you the line,
Turn to Exodus thirty-two fourteen man!"
 
"And, furthermore you teach hate instead of love,
Vainly taking the name of our Lord above,
When you should have shared your great faith in the grace."
 
"We were told we should love God with all our might,
And loving our neighbors was the second line,
And from these two - all commandments generate."
 
Well, I looked around and people were nodding,
Yet some looked angry, as if they were plotting,
So I turned and continued my soap box show,
 
"Some of you here today may not understand...
You might believe just as fiercely as this man,
That we do not have a choice of where to go."
 
"Get a grip people and just hang on a sec',
I have said nothing over which you should fret,
For there is still hope for all of us, you see."
 
"Don't worry about God and evolution
For faith in God above is our solution,
And arguments can damn us eternally."
 
"Your salvation is completely up to you.
Its your faith, its your belief, its what you do,
Which discerns whether you're on the righteous path."
 
"So smile right now and know that you're truly saved,
And always build upon your faith in the grace,
For living and loving is all that we have."
 
As I left the crowd that bright and sunny day,
A hand grabbed my shoulder as I turned away,
Turning I saw that it was the preacher man.
 
I looked at this poor soul so cold in spirit,
He shivered so much I could hardly bear it,
So silently I prayed for another plan
 
Holding my shoulder tight, this is what he said,
"Your words have shamed me and my face is still red,
But I must tell you that you have brought me hope,"
 
"For I see the love of the Lord in your eyes!
Will you please forgive me my failings and pride?"
I answered with a smile and offered my coat!

 



The Secret Of Hope

 

…Yet however poetic,

…And heart felt I have said it,

 

…My simple words still fall shy,

…And expose more of my pride,

 

…So to great lengths must I go,

…To find the secret of hope,

 

…How do I unlock this door,

…And finally offer more,

 

…Oh, how can my faith be shared,

…So that others may be spared,

 

…And these others will believe,

…In what they give cheerfully,

 

…And as I studied my life,

…The times of terrible strife,

 

…It was what others gave me,

…Which gave me hope and saved me,

 



Hope, Faith And Charity

 

Thank You!

 

It was your charity,

Which fulfilled my hope,

And empowered my faith,

 

...To Believe!

...To Receive!

And to give more easily...

 

The love I have,

For our Lord so true...

As love I have,

For someone else too.

 

Bless You!

 

'Cause now your charity,

Fulfills other's hope,

And empowers their faith,

 

...To Believe!

...To Receive!

And to give more easily...

 

The love they have,

For our Lord so true...

As love they have,

For someone else too!

 



Denying Christ

 

…Then not very long ago,

…Our country was dealt a blow,

 

…And then with billions tuned in,

…The whole world saw it happen,

 

…The other tower was hit,


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