Poetry

May 18, 2017 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

By

Michael Joseph Patton

 

 

 

Lifeline For A Lifetime

 

 

I want to light your darkness.

I’ll be your candle in the wind.

I’ll always be there to guard you.

When the walls start closing in.

 

When life gets way too hard to handle.

I’ll be your mental punching bag.

You can hold me up by my ankles.

Until my knuckles start to drag.

 

When circumstances start to push you around.

I’ll be in your corner to knock them out.

All you’ve got to do is try to hunker down.

I’ll take all your bullets in this battleground.

 

On those days when you feel like you are drowning.

I’ll lead you to safety at the top of the mountain.

From down in the valley you can hear the wolves howling.

They put on a smiling face but underneath they are scowling.

 

If your pleasure is measured by your own success.

Then you’ll always be fishing for another compliment.

If you learn to help others dig out of their pits.

You’ll find that in life that’s as good as it gets.

 

 

 

 

It’s A Long Way Down To The Bottom

 

 

I’m lost in my life, can somebody help me?

My brain’s gone missing and my heart is on empty.

It’s been far too long without love in my life.

Every day another little piece of me dies.

 

I’ve climbed every mountain and swam all the seas.

But my ears must be deaf to love’s melodies.

The search is getting harder the older I get.

They make it look so easy on my television set.

 

I’ll go straight down to Hell and kiss Satan’s ass.

I’ll drink 100 shots of whiskey from an aids tainted glass.

I’ll search the whole wide world from below and above.

I’ll do anything and everything to find my true love.

 

I’ve talked to the wise man on top of the mountain.

It took me forever but I finally found him.

Seeking his knowledge I begged for his counsel.

I asked my question and waited for his announcement.

But all I left him was perplexed and totally confounded.

No other seekers question had ever confused him.

So I jumped off the mountain to complete the illusion.

 

So now I’m left with my original thought.

Who is love and who is not?

That’s a question that is impossible to answer.

You can’t water a flower that’s not in a planter.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Michael Joseph Patton

Mr. Patton was born in Columbus, Ohio and grew up in Southern California. Mr. Patton served 8 years in the United States Navy aboard 3 different ships and was awarded several medals in the service for service above and beyond the call of duty. Mr. Patton is a 55-year-old divorced father of three lovely grown daughters and enjoys quality time with his children, friends, writing and reading poetry, long walks outdoors and good conversations. Mr. Patton is relatively new to the poetry world, having only recently started sharing his poems with the public, but has garnered a tremendous amount of attention for his honest and thought provoking style. We expect to see much more of Mr. Michael Joseph Patton (aka) THE PRETZELED POET!

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