EVER and ANON


At
present writing from this standpoint like robes are laid aside we
bending together as though whispering secrets as some elemental force

If
I could kindle with enthusiasm a glowing with delight this night
oppressed with hardship would find care, the sick with dread doubtless

It
seems protracted and fruitless resolve into nothingness to act with
deliberation stricken into silence this a yield to reason a true echo

For
me no indorsed and applauded I am informed and competent not to be
insincere and worthless than what jurisdiction and authority is there

Again
I start my day ignoble and shabby illustrative and typical with images
and impressions turning to imbitter and exasperate a absurdity

It
is graveyards and solitudes one finds greatness and stability not grief
and remorse.Look to guidance and inspiration a hearth and shrine

What
expressions and exclamations,I expressive and effective have faults and
delusions only to be fogs set in formlessness and exaggeration

Dwarfed
and obscured should I become dust and oblivion or just dwindle and
disappear? What ease and lightness both elementary and simple

With
both emotion and passion this problem enticing and alluring to me.It's
entire and complete my epithet and description:EVER and ANON


Timothy Dougherty