Friday, 12 October 2012


If I allow myself to feel 
The energy produced requires
skill that I just don't have,
to balance the ragged emotions.
I get too high and
drop too low.
Detachment aids best
in riding that wave,
risking the feelings,
gradually yielding
to delight.
I used to FIGHT
but it was a gift ill-used.
I wound up bruised,
myself abused
in wasted regrets.
It's taken a lifetime
to turn it around,
to turn it to love,
becoming a dove
of peace.

1 comment:

  1. Ron -

    I love this. Your hesitancy to let yourself go, and your willingness to go deeply into yourself, really translate into the poem.

    And the way the last two words fall in my mind is stunning, after what came before! =D