At once treacherous,
Foreboding act of nature
once neutralized my soul
Sobering daydreams haunted
Skeletons in closet coax and cajole
I’d like to be a better man
Someone of the world with
an expanded worldview
A traveler who doesn’t toggle in mixed
emotional states
But finds refuge in relaxed recreation
and deeper contemplation
An affixed mind afforded opportunities
of oceanic osmosis
I want to cry again
Weep into wakeful wistfulness
Weaving a tapestry of true thoughtfulness
As I greet new days instead of bemoaning
another rude, sleepless awakening
Not submerging into the pits of debauchery
Debunking cloying negligent naysayers
Notebook in hand, I witness shoreline’s land
As my powers ignite to my fullest command
And demand that I make something of
my time on Planet Earth
Each bite of the nectar is sweet
Each morsel and crumb of sweet skin
soaks my chin
Gifts of Mother Earth, a divine Goddess
As I pray for the misbegotten souls
who’ve longed disappeared into the dusty ether
Occupying unseen planes of existence
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Douglas G. Cala is a spoken word performance poet, editor, essayist, and multimedia/IT specialist from New York City. He has been published in a wide range of anthologies and print journals both nationally and internationally. When not writing and reciting, Douglas works full time for NYC Public Schools’ Division of Instructional Information Technology as an IT Support Specialist. You may learn more about him and his work by visiting his Poets & Writers directory profile.
