Reality

Reality There's someone in the room We don't speak to her She's big And she's ugly We know she's here We don't talk to her We want her to leave but she won't She says nothing but we know We ignore her  Talk around her Carefully, never referring Always on the alert She won't go away She's here to stay We're enured to her But we don't feed her Deal with her later Ignore her at your peril Reality be damned!

As I Live My Life (Title and Preface)

As I Live My Life

Philosophical Poems

John Lina

6/1/2012

Poems in a similar pattern that could lead to a better understanding of life and living.

Preface

As life has progressed there are repeated themes that can be explored in verse.  The general form is two sets of two lines each of assertion, four lines of exposition, two more sets of two lines each of expansion, four lines of erudition, two lines of advice, and a one line conclusion.

I originated this form for esoteric expression.

The Future

The Future

In a turning world

Changes are the horizon

Briefly

Rise to see

Yes I see it

But do I want to

Yet it will happen

See it or not

My present passes beneath me

Am I willing to let it go

Above

Beyond

Foreseeing it

Change what can be

Accept what can't be

Prepare

Let this go

For that

Want to or not

The Dream

The Dream

There is a mountain

Shrouded in the clouds

Where the cotton is high

And the corn's a growin'

The mountain top experience

That is my dream

As I trod along here below

Tripping along the daily path

There are rivers

There are chasms

There are fruited plains

There are shady forests

The path is long

The temptation is great

To stop and enjoy

To give up the quest

But then there's the mountain

Looming in the distance

This is my dream

My Life

My Life

It is sunrise

I stand at the wheel

The silver disk rises from the sea

The chains on Phaeton's chariot clang

I will have known

I will have understood

I will have helped

I will have been helped

It is sunset

I stand at the rail

The orange disk drops into the sea

The rattle of the chariot recedes

Who has helped me

What more do I understand

Where am I

Whom have I helped

I go below

Plot my course

This is my life

Attitude

Attitude

Positive

Negative

Same being

Poles apart

Shakespeare's weaver

Restores the sleeve

Unraveled is the chaos of fatigue

Knitted is the order of love

Psychic energy

Source of order

Youth has deep pools

Aging silts them in

Rest

Restore

Recuperate

Reconstruct

Reverse the entropy

Order from chaos

Life's purpose

Routine

Routine

Arise

Do daily tasks

Mundane

But skipped only at a risk

If one doesn’t do the dishes…

If one doesn't make one's bed…

Soon enough events overtake one

And the mess has to be addressed

The cupboard is bare

The bills must be paid

A movie

A game

But take care

Lifetime is passing

One only has the between times

To ascend the scales

The energy for it is scarce

And the regimen obscure

Seek and ye shall find