Archive for 'Poetry' Category

Come Forth Into the Light of Things (Let Nature Be Your Teacher)

By csocci - Last updated: Thursday, July 16, 2009

The Tables Turned by William Wordsworth Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you’ll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this toil and trouble? The sun above the mountain’s head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening [...]

A Forgotton Poem – To Those Who Would Judge

By csocci - Last updated: Thursday, December 11, 2008

I wrote this back in the Spring of this year. It is an expression of some deeply personal conflicts, and a plea to those prone to rush to judgment. ————————————————————- When does it all stop – Embracing this foul hatred – From so far away? Arrogance or pride? What makes it so plain for you [...]

On the Verge of Something

By csocci - Last updated: Friday, July 4, 2008

potential to spare no catalyst to be found where am i going safe on the sidelines much too afraid to jump in comfort is a myth lottery ticket waiting for the phone to ring salvation is late your ride isn’t mine why do i rent your journey i’ve one of my own who the hell [...]

Losing a Friend

By csocci - Last updated: Sunday, April 20, 2008

When can you say this — that someone is a true friend? —a day, or a year? It doesn’t matter One day or a whole lifetime When the vibe is right I hadn’t seen you – seemed forever and a day. Then I heard you were gone. Just another day in paradise you told me [...]

Gaining Wisdom

By csocci - Last updated: Friday, April 4, 2008

As in a city, lost, walking round in circles – pacing the same streets. My true place to be lay on the next block over. But I never knew. I chose to wander too proud to ask directions most could have given. Living in the now is useless, if not mindful of the guide inside. [...]

Bitter Pills To Swallow

By csocci - Last updated: Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Tiny bitter pills AnotherĀ one to swallow Another day gone Mama didnt say But there are bones in this fish Chew it carefully The air is foul here Yet one must breath to survive Plug your nose and laugh Once my wine was pure Now its filled with sediment I filter the grit No more golden [...]

The Bumper Sticker Said, “If you aren’t pissed off; you aren’t paying attention.”

By csocci - Last updated: Friday, September 7, 2007

like a radio that tunes the strongest station the loudest one wins ideas that aren’t your’s want for a path to follow too frightened to search accepting it all believing without question never asking why reject all of it do not accept what they say they hide all that’s true searching for the truth its [...]

Impervious Gown

By csocci - Last updated: Sunday, August 19, 2007

impervious gown said the box on the counter sterile on the shelf patiently waiting as good patients always do where is the doctor? quite bruised and bloodied he lay still on the gurney a sudden ending life’s not forever though many pretend it is death will always come

Lost In His Work

By csocci - Last updated: Saturday, August 4, 2007

dazed and so confused scrambling to meet the deadline far too little sleep push yourself harder the world might end if you don’t as if that were true ever longer days I can barely even think is today sunday? the madness creeps in never knowing when to stop how much is enough I’ve left the [...]

A Poem For My Wife

By csocci - Last updated: Thursday, July 5, 2007

I often wonder why it was I you chose dear or was the choice mine? does it yet matter? we are now the best of friends the way it should be romance novels tell of slender heroes wooing no, they are not I balding and chubby proudly farting in my chair you bring me dinner [...]