Think Therefore I Am
I think...
I thought...
Therefore I am...
Right?
That's what I thought I thought
When I was thinking about it
But now as I ponder it
I think it makes sense
Or at least I thought it did.
If I am
Or was when I was thinking about it
Am I different now?
I was
Or I am when I am thinking about it
But that was then
And this is now
I think
So am I not any more?
Or was the "me" I was not me now?
And if I am different now than I was then
Did I think the way I think now?
Or did I think I would think the same way I thought then, now?
I thought I was the same now as I was then
But I think I am different
And if I am different
Is the me I thought I was
A different me than I am now
And if so am I not any more
since I don't think that way?
Its hard to think
That I ever thought differently
To the way I think now
Or at least I thought so
But now I think so I am now
And I thought then
So I was then
I don't think I like thinking about how I thought
Or so I thought while thinking about it
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An Old House Is Still A Home
Far away from here lies a road
On that road lies a cottage
For it was in time long past
Now it's simply a house
On those long and empty nights
When rain's bite is sharp and wind's breath a howl
The house it stays
Waiting for boot treads fall
On dark and stormy nights
It's stone hearth still remains
Pitter and patter
Rang all the night through
Yet in the morning all left was dew
And as that sun did rise
So shone the ruin
A house without home
Leaves no walls, roof, or room
The mud and gloom
The weary night sent
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With rain and storm and abysmal wind
The shadow of the house
A ghost now appears
As storm do take all those near
Be it here or abroad,
On these nights does this shelter reappear
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BEWARE ALL THOSE WHO ENTER HERE
It's not unsightly
Merely a mirror of night
Here the dead walk
And the living don't seem right
Come if you dare
Into my domain
Be careful not to linger
Or forever you may remain
Rivers and lakes down here abound
One misplaced step
There wont even be a sound
But if for these warnings
You do not care
You may still enter
If you carry appropriate fare
There are few that are allowed to leave
It's a fate that, let's be honest--
Most will receive
But if you should be
A bit different in your performance
Choosing instead to shake things up
The entertainment alone would see you through
But maybe
Just maybe
This herculean task
Won't be too much for you
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Alone
You are not alone
Whether in darkness or in light
No worries about with whom you tread
For you are not alone
The journey will not be easy
But that's okay
I'm sure you will see it someday
You are not alone
We are by your side
Ready to see you through
It doesn't matter what challenge you face
When you are in that darkest abyss
You are not alone
You may feel your world is crashing down
And that may just be so
I may not know what you've been through
But you are not alone
You may not be able to see or hear me
I know you can't touch or taste me
But don't worry
Even if you feel all lost
Like you can never find home
I promise we are not far
You are not alone
Those times in which
Your heart is weighed
Those trials may feel overwhelming
But allow me once more
With no refrain just to say
You are not alone
Lastly it's not just good enough to say
There must be more to it
Rather than to say
I simply mean to show
No matter where you are
Nor when or with whom
Look around and there we be
Your friends and family
And of course your number one fan, me
To you I swear
You will never truly be alone
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On Stage
The stage is set and I am up and coming
My name has been heard, so at least there's that
It's time for me to step up
In front of a crowd full of strangers
Their voices quieting
Soon to be beholden to my colorful words
My breath shutters and my hands tremble
Sweat forms all about me
My heart pounds as I look out to them
I want to run hide and cry
Write my poems in peace in a quiet space
Its not a matter of good or bad
Simply entertainment
It's a matter of opinion and everyone has them
It's not about the words
Just how they are read
So long as it comes from the soul
That's all that matters
The spotlight is on and it's time to start
So I begin my phrases and a couple clever rhymes
I wait for the jeer
But it's not what I hear
Instead a small clap
Not mighty or loud,
But why does that matter?
At least they are not mad
I've tried my turn and I'm all tuckered out
It's time to hand the reins over
Till next I speak