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Monday Poem- “Jungle Man”

Jungle Man

In the jungle
One day I met a man
Who had obviously been there more than I
He informed me
That looks are deceiving
That he had woken up that morning for a walk
So I asked him
How he came to walk here
He took a wrong turn in the desert where he slept

My jungle friend
How I would love to help
But I too am stranded in this twisted wild place
My jungle friend
He helped me see myself
As I looked into his empty twisted wild face

There is no substitute for time alone in silence
No substitute for the rivers
Flowing with rhythm (controlled but free)
There is no substitute for the peace of violence
No substitute for this refining time with me

In the city
One day I met a man
Who looked rather like the man I met before
I informed him
Of my jungle dreaming
And of the ugly twisted face that I’d just saw
He asked me for a light
And he asked me for a fight
So I said that I don’t smoke
and that I’m not the fighting sort of bloke
While he looked at me with beady eyes
With greedy eyes
And needy cries
So he looked at me with beady eyes
And then he saw himself

A broken man
Unavailable for more
Incapable of war
But unstable like before
Not like the jungle man I saw
Not like the me I am before the dawn

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Monday Poem: Old Friend 18 (Where dreams come from)

Old Friend 18 (Where dreams come from)

He has locked himself away
And let another out to play,
He hides behind religious truth
But doesn’t put his mind to use.
His heart has longings, hopes and dreams
But he is not allowed to cause a scene,
For fear of what the others think
Has caused his burning love to sink
And without an ember in the fire
He puts away his real desires
To not upset the apple cart
He resigns to life without a heart.

“Life’s cruel pull is with the crowd,
Its populace is really loud,
But
the Spirit whispers another way
So listen to what He has to say
For
He is calling out to you.”

If I could put my friend into a dream
And design it just for him,
I’d include a dainty princess
And a moat he’d have to swim.
He would have to fight with dragons
(Never easy fights to win),
To kill the dragons he’d need to give his life
And to put away his sin.

If I could place this man into a dream
I’d still leave a bit of fear,
For its fears that make adventures grand
When a hero volunteers,
And when he has risked himself to protect her
Fear shows the princess how sincere
Is the love that this man has given her
And that she is precious, prized and dear.

Yes this person needs a dream like that-
A dream worth fighting for…
But the dream needs more than a mission
To be a cause he can’t ignore
And the man needs more than a vision
Or a dream he can explore,
He needs a life that is worth giving up
For a Prize he can adore!

What this world needs most are men with passion,
I wish I could give them some of mine
But dreams like this are only possible
With a touch of the Divine.