How hard is it
To disregard sugar rich chocolate treats
Near the front door
Hard
Damned hard
For a recovering chocoholic
Nuts and seeds
Fill in
Second stringers off the bench
Playing over their heads
Thump
Thump
Thump
Another knock
Thanks god, another handful depleted
Take more
Leave me no temptations
But then again
A test of resolve
Is a test worth taking
If I can overcome that
I might be able to overcome
Other foibles
Weaknesses
Flaws
And seek redemption
In your love
David Trudel © 2012
Filed under Poetry
The future will take care of itself
Because it already has
There is only one now
Here
This moment
Philosophers and scientists agree
That times true nature is not linear
But circular
Past, present and future co-existing
Now
So I will say/say/said
I love you
I love you circularly; past, present and future
Multi-dimensionally
Cosmically
Beyond conformance with local norms
Confounding expectations
Disregarding nervous arbiters of false reality
Slipping through perceived constraints
Of mortal paradigms
Reaching celestial heights
And within this love
Discover the divine
David Trudel © 2012
Filed under Poetry
Speculative wonderers
Search the skies
Looking for starlight companions
Precursors
Yet, perhaps those UFOs
Chariots of gods and goddesses
Aren’t from some distant planet at all
But from a different time
Simply human after all
Slipping through time
Unburdened by the linearity commanded by Cronos
Who was slain, after all
Eons ago
Or following another line of thought
Notice the similarity between star maps
And our own inner space
Maybe we are part of infinite chain of beings
Nesting Russian dolls
Leading inward
Leading outward
To a platonic ideal
Of twelve companions
Sharing an infinity together
Outside of what we know of time and space
Staving off boredom
Through observing the complexity of life
Human struggles
To them
We are the night’s show
Just part of the multi-channeled universe
David Trudel © 2012
Arched guardians
Beckon acceptance
I follow the trail
Over root crowded corners
Leafy aisles
Autumnal shades
Golden experience
Overhead
Supplications
Branches beckoning
To skies
Stars
Moonlight
Coda;
A letter
Scripted organically
David Trudel © 2012
Filed under Poetry
Frondswept trails beckon
Pulling me further
Into
Prehistoric splendour
Antedeluvian
Dinosaur plants
The short and curlies of the rain forest
As sensual
As the delta
Of your thighs
David Trudel © 2012
Filed under Poetry
River pulls me
Primal call
Water flowing over roundrocks
Freshet of sound and life
Through groves and thickets
Cliffs and ferns
Filtering distractions
Leaping
Rushing
Heralding refreshment
David Trudel © 2012
Filed under Poetry
Extreme weather
Is it just me or does anyone feel that there is something missing in the messages of concern regarding the super storm clobbering the eastern seaboard? I’m thinking particularly about the presidential campaign and the issue of climate change. I mean we’ve had wildfires and drought, tornados and floods of biblical proportions over the past few years yet everybody just seems to want to turn a blind eye and cross their fingers and hope it doesn’t happen again. Isn’t it time that mainstream corporate America, and the powers behind the candidates, finally admit that climate change is indeed real, that weather events like this one are going to become more and more frequent and even more intense in the future. Shouldn’t we be mitigating the worst of the potential risks now, before the very infrastructure of our civilization is damaged or destroyed?
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