Author Archives: jackpelham

When the worries of this worldHave grown too strong and woe’s unfurledAnd drives me from my normal placeIn search of some relief,

He’s got a burr under his saddle,And it makes him grumpy by himselfAnd with the other horses.

They go after something that is not for themWhile neglecting something that is.So they come up short.Twice.

Once he decided to forgive her incorrigible sins—For conviction that such is the right mindTo have about one’s fellow human—He quickly found himself quiteDisinterested in rehearsing The lot of them anyLonger with hisConfidants,For thereWas No Point in it.

God forbid that Jesus should ever adopt anyNon-negotiable opinion about some matter of religion,For if he did, how could he possibly be the all-accepting sponsorTo all the disagreeing camps who insist on calling themselves his own?

If no one were afraidTo tell a friend the truthWe could all be blessed by it—Except, of courseThat not many alwaysConsider the truth to be A blessing.

She gives in buckets—Pouring herself out dailyEven though she totallyKnows the routine by now—That when he givesIt’s usually with an eyedropper,And even then, it’sOnly when he finds itStrategically necessary. And he does his bestNot to think anythingOf the huge difference … Continue reading →

What is yoursIs not. Not really. At some pointYou have to let it all goAnd settle accountsWith the ownerOf all things.

America could not standTo fight the losing battleIn time of war.

When you’re dealing with thingsThat most would rather ignore,Don’t be surprised if it’s hardTo find good conversationAbout it. For all you know, you may beThe first among your friendsTo take it seriously.