Poetry 2

The last poem went off huge! So I’ll try at another today!

High

High is my heart today

Wiggling, jiggling along its way

It seems odd, or comic,

contradictory, spasmodic,

High is my heart, laughing out today.

 

Fast

Fast is my mind for tomorrow

Running ahead of trial or sorrow

On a mission for more

time to borrow and store

Fast runs my mind toward tomorrow

 

Soft

Soft is myself from what has past

Sitting in a present that can’t last

I’m wasting and racing

too quickly I’m pacing

To a softer me then even what has past

 

Full

Full in my spirit for the eternal

And watchful against the infernal

The truest struggle I rage

is internally staged

Till I reach the fullness of spirit, eternal