Weak

I am rather fond of this poem, bacause it is from a time in which I grew a lot. I dedicate this one to Chris as well, since he helped me grow through this time and he is part of the inspiration for this poem. It is also dedicated to a dragon named D-D... do you remember her, Chris?

Complete Dedication: Chris, D-D, Ed, Andy, and Derek.

Weak 3/4/08

Committed to memory
Wasting away
Deteriorating into unsteady hands
Stumble down the windy road
To return on stronger legs
Not buckling and writhing with steps out the door
Healed by decency

Delayed motion
Thought corruption
Hands and lips still do not fail
To betray their modest destiny
Undying, unchanging for anyone
But he who knows not a gentle touch
Shock blowing up emotion over flowing

Altered picture capturing the moment
Reaction without constraint
Trusting to save, keep fear away
In arms protecting and steady
Willful, soft, luring, yearning
Taken aback from life, renewing
There to save, keep fear away

What is left?
To progress, walk on, stand up
Steady now to waltz in front
Away from misleading rhymes
Above undermining voices
Yet always returning
To forever wait safely there