Waiting for God at

Posted: December 19, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... | 24 Comments

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

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014

Purge Cage

Posted: December 18, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... | 5 Comments

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

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014

Splackavellie

Posted: December 18, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion | 6 Comments

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

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014

not(e) to all

Posted: December 15, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... | 12 Comments

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

 

‘A BIRD OF STONE’

 

signing off

two zero one four

 

Happy Hols 🙂

xo

Heath

Of Song

Posted: December 15, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Character Sayings | 5 Comments

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

Delicate

Posted: December 15, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... | 4 Comments

Delicate…

I self-loathe

for all the hurt

I caused

the love I paused

when I was supposed

to dedicate.

 

Only you

satiate

my lust for life

and I never should’ve hesitated

and made you my wife.

 

Delicate…

do you relate?

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014

18.1

Posted: December 15, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... | 6 Comments

political but impartial

connected but individual

 

it doesn’t take one much to realise

he is just a part of the whole

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014

Glimmer Globe

Posted: December 15, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... | 1 Comment

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…

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014

the inside

Posted: December 15, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Inhibitions Illustrated | 1 Comment

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

inside

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014

18.0

Posted: December 12, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... | 4 Comments

I’ll keep trying

until I write

a sentence you’ll remember

 

© Heath Muchena, 2014

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