Waiting for God at

you’ll love

you’ll lose

and let go


then love again

and sometimes even better than before

if along the way you somehow managed to grow


but taking into account the odds

you’re bound to lose once more

however, by this time, it shouldn’t be as difficult for you to move on

but if so, then a kind of sorrow soon follows


still, as long as man lives, man hopes

and so you’ll go on

waiting for your god to grant the mate your soul longs for


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Purge Cage

in the flower of his youth 

a rejuvenated soul

with a revived heart

had a chance

to have a much needed new start


but when the hour of truth

came upon

it became a must

that he let go

all of the past


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he had been the other man

more times than he’d been the main

and there never was need to complain


however, he’d vowed to exercise restraint

although he couldn’t help but rescue them

and so he found himself at it again


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not(e) to all

this is not a poignant reminder
of times passed
but rather
a note of appreciation for those
and also moments still to come


so, thank you for everything
for your eyes and energies
I appreciate all
beyond expression


and if you still want more
there’s plenty in store
at least another five-years’ worth
before I drop




signing off

two zero one four


Happy Hols 🙂



Of Song

I can’t recite not one poem

and don’t read many, just some


I’m no good with idiom

and know not theory

and could never follow form


yet they still come

sometimes from the dome

at times from the heart

and so I jot them down


some full of soul

others quite numb


one a bore

another fun


never know

what’s in store

but I suppose

that’s the draw



© Heath Muchena, 2014



I self-loathe

for all the hurt

I caused

the love I paused

when I was supposed

to dedicate.


Only you


my lust for life

and I never should’ve hesitated

and made you my wife.



do you relate?


© Heath Muchena, 2014


political but impartial

connected but individual


it doesn’t take one much to realise

he is just a part of the whole


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Glimmer Globe

I used to be angered by wars

disturbed by hate

shocked at injustice

demoralised by strife

until I opened my eyes

and observed without sentiment or judgement…


I remembered the savage

thought of the barbarian

lived with the civilian

and now the artificially intelligent…


but all the things of this world

woes, laws and the like

when all is taken into account

are nothing more than a dim glows

in the vast bright ad infinitum energy bowl…


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the inside

you’ve been all over the world

but bet you never met another


yes, I’m full of conceit

you know I’m good at putting on a front


and concealing my feelings

but of course I felt the loss


still I tell myself

he won’t love you as deeply


well, there I go again

all in my feelings

and oh so defensive


when all I should be saying

is that you didn’t have to leave


and we could’ve just taken a break

since we both have dreams to live…


see, I wanted things my way

that was my ego again

and you had your own plans

so it would’ve never worked


wish we had been more dependent

on one another

rather than always trying to prove

we still could do without each other


but remember how you said

to make it worth it?

yes, baby I did –

drew the picture

and the purse opening outlines

just like they wanted

and just as I expected


and they signed the contract

and I managed to retain ownership

and independence

for only I can give life to the seed

and only needed a partnership that had a certain kind of ethic

so they had to cede

before I could relinquish a part of the piece


and so in 2019

the world will finally get it

by then I’ll have the full picture painted

and don’t doubt because I’m going to deliver

the shit that will hit right in the liver


oops! there I go again

making myself appear bigger

than I really am


but this is just in case you’re wondering

not to assume that you care

but thought I’d let you know anyway

and pretend I’ve made some stride

even though I haven’t moved on



© Heath Muchena, 2014


I’ll keep trying

until I write

a sentence you’ll remember


© Heath Muchena, 2014