Poetry by Shigé Clark

"Let the battered heart rejoice"



Absent Mind

My mind has gone out for a stroll,
I don’t know when it will return.
It wandered down a trail of dreams
And left its duty for concern.
It may have settled in the wood,
And hidden deep amidst the trees,
To sit awhile, unperturbed,
Beneath the shade of memories.
Or, may haps, it has made its way
To rest upon the ocean shore,
Take in the sea of shifting thought
And waves of worries that will roar.
My mind has gone out wandering
Around some unexpected bend,
It has escaped into the mist.
Who knows if it may come again?

– s. Clark

Day Dreaming

I called my thoughts all in
And scolded them for wand’ring so,
Knowing that I had bid them roam…
But not so far as they should go
Beyond the call of duty’s voice
Or passed what fields they meant to sew.
I asked that next time they take care…
They never listen, though.

– s. Clark

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