Full Moon

"It's only a paper moon"
Is easy to disbelieve.
"It's a Barnum & Bailey world."
Oh why do you listen to these?
"There's no decency to man."
Well that's difficult to see.
But the truth I believe in most
Is where you're in love with me.

Dreams Don't Turn to Dust

Dreams don't turn to dust
I agree.
They turn to wounds,
Maybe.
They turn to reality,
Happily.

I'll Be Sorry Later

I'll be sorry later.
I know I will.
Words are a double-edged sword
And every blow I land
Hits me as well.

But crying and worry do not
Foster common sense.

I am even a bit sorry now
And I won't respond
Because God's knocking
And reminding me
That biting words bite back.

So I won't respond for awhile.
This wound-up spring
Set taunt last night
Will have to wait
As I retreat to Psalms.

A feline is a fuzzy thing,
So tender and so small.
But you'll find he's clever and
Will one day rule us all.

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Every day
I'm learning
That I
Am less
And less
Worthy.

The God on High
Who made me
Is too perfect
For my mortal mind
To comprehend.

But not to accept.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder
For there will be one that's even longer.
And what kind of friend could I claim to be
If all that I asked was always for me?

Pacific Ocean, 1945

All's fair
In love and war.
Break the wound.
Rent the scar.

Just war,
Holy battle,
What does it matter
If we lose the cattle?

Bomb, bleed,
And burn so fast.
How they pay
To make it last.

An hour, a day,
Oh how we fall
Answering, of course,
To duty's call.

Dulce et
Ducorum est
Pro patria mori
So give your best.