Sunday, December 18, 2005

Poetry In Motion

Streaming arms and legs,
Graceful hands and feet, even
Fingers and toes nimbly placed
And moved in a definite dance.

Each movement deliberate
And sure, nothing wasted.
Pure economy of action, a
Precise poetry in motion.

Each gesture a kinetic work of art
Of pure design and a masterpiece
Of studied form flowing like
A river or still as a hidden pool.

Pure and polished, passed from
Sahbumnim to student like mother to child.
Poetic verse in physical form and function
This poetry of songahm taekwondo.

What Is Love

I love you, not the way you want
Or the way you deserve but only
In the best way I know how
To love you.

I can only love you by the examples
Which I've been taught and shown
And by my life's experiences.
It's the only way I know how.

What is love I wonder?
Tough love, needy love,
Young fiery love, or mature
Tested love. I'm seeking a balance with you.

The more I think I know,
The less I truly do.
I do know love but
In the end I'll just feel.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Continuing On The Line

Sometimes I lose Jesus
But Jesus never loses me.
I take comfort in this truth
On my daily journey.

I'll try to follow His Word,
I'll try to follow The Way.
I'll battle my earthly desires
And limits each and every day.

Something in my heart and soul
Will show me properly.
Something else sparks a fight
Deep within my mind and body.

This battle rages and wages
For an eternal prize.
I'll pick up my rosary and pray
To calm the storm and realize.

I'm not perfect and I'll
Stumble from time to time.
I'll fall down just so I can
Get back up and continue on the line.

My Dilemma

One man's trash is
Another man's treasure.

One man's wife is
Another man's pleasure.

What one man has
Another will certainly desire.

I'll seek balance and understanding,
But my penis just gets in the way.

I'll find a certain satisfaction until
What's between my legs becomes unsatisfied.

Balanced with who I am and what I have,
Then my penis will upset this happiness.

I'd cut my dick off,
But I'm much too attatched to it.

I'm just my father's son and
He's just his father's son also.

Too bad we really didn't deal
With these hanging issues.