Category Archives: Poetry

Truth is a one-liner. —————————– Note:  This axiom has stayed with me ever since I first hypothesized it, and has proved itself over and over.  Whenever someone’s explanation of something is complicated, there’s a really good chance that their explanation … Continue reading →

To love you is To love me —————————– Note:  I don’t remember who I wrote this for or about, but it was almost certainly open the occasion of observing that it does me good to love.

I had to make myself sit here today– And now–oddly enough– I have to make myself leave. This was good for me– I learned some things. I am proud of me. It is good for my soul to sit here … Continue reading →

It is good to be weak. I am built with a piece missing. Whether I shall ever find it I do not know, But were I build whole, I would never have gone Searching for the rest of me. And, … Continue reading →

It seems the very nature of Progress in my life Is in the undoing of a Great number of my Previous accomplishments!   —————————— Note:  This is still generally true of my life, although I’ve made good progress so far.  … Continue reading →

It amazes me thatAfter all these yearsWe are stillOn page one. ———————————— Note:  This poem, circa 1998, was likely a reference to Bible study, and how it doesn’t take much investigation before we end up “back in Genesis” trying to … Continue reading →