Draw The Curtain (a poem)

I draw the curtain on misery

to keep that imposter at bay.

Refusing to allow pain its' entrance

I keep them both shaded away.

 

Do not even let them step in

no matter what excuse they use

I've hung blinds on my heart

holding back their related blues.

 

Was a time I knew them well

way back, quite a few years.

They had a real joyous ride

but all I got were tears.

 

Finally, got them out of my life

and this I know for certain;

I'll keep pain shaded away

and on misery, I'll draw the curtain. 

From Deep Within

Might it be that our creations

deep from within the womb of the bard

are the real sovereign resting places

tethered to hills in our mental yards.

 

the delusions we adeptly create

cushions us from woes and the grief

allowing for at least a tidbit

of life's pleasures and relief.

 

whereon we do dance and twirl

till our souls create the route

rocketing us thru the heavens

loitering, till the stars burn out.