Dear Robert, thank you.
You helped me find direction,
to see and to write

The Tao cannot be defined by words
It transcends understanding, goes beyond thoughts

The Tao came before all transient things
The Tao will remain when things rejoin it
Worldly forms are all but echoes of the Tao

Let go of names to identify
Look beyond the edges to see
Go straight to that which is
Expectations and discipline only reflect themselves

The Tao is always known when seen anew
Subtle difference are composed of the same
Impenetrable in its prosaic splendor

The Tao exists on the tip of epiphany

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*The above verse of the Tao Te Ching is my own interpretation. I am endeavoring to do the entire Tao.

curing loneliness
by hiding yourself away.
self-centered folly

the wordpress app sucks –
it’s not built for poetry.
go suck my sonet!

twenty one years on
isolation and fear ruled –
at least i’m not scared

what will you do when
the actor is gone?

how will you smile when
the clown stops dead?

who will you be when
the firebrand cools down?

where is the passion when
the artist shuts off?

how will you dance when
there’s no pulse in the music?

what do you celebrate when
the party is finally over?

we’ve covered our shame
with blankets of expectation.

a satchel of sadness
slung over hunched back
slogging on home

snivel nose running
wet sleeve to wipe off
misery and snot

breadth of step-back
self-inquisitive look at
sorrow and self

wake up shining
and do it all over
depression kicks in

Election drumbeat…
uncertainty and fear reign
Where is Moscow Mitch?

help wanted searching
turns out you have to apply
we can’t just take them