"Take the Stairs"

#poetry by DSS: "Take the Stairs"

One step then another, the end never but far not that close, either; long past agony but ecstasy a different beast altogether.

The mind stops analyzing, unparalyzed by absence of futility, and the reaching of heavens that noe should strive for alone, but we all do.

Ascent the only aim, the stars a worthy goal. Lofted and treacherous, the journey is never easy - why do we believe it was meant to be? - but the rewards, the joys, and all that is won cannot be captured so easily, and can also never be taken away.

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"Rubber Stamp"

#poetry by DSS: "Rubber Stamp"

Imagination grows with disparity or despair punctuating the gaps between - regarding words unspoken or unsaid invisibled by lines regardless of division or a visa granting permission to enter sacred space which hearts dare yearn for. 

Pounding upon irresistable door. Raging against fools follies. Crying oneself to sleep because sobbing is better than bashing skulls or screaming soliloquies into urban deserts deserted of soul or sound mind. 

Weep, but dream of miraculous miracles, walking in wilderness while eyes shut for the night. Find your peace, and hide in it, drink of it, and drown until joy awakes and dawn glistens in your dancing eyes once again. 

 

~~~David Sandler~~~

"Unstucking"

#poetry by DSS: "Unstucking"

Releasing the miles, dancing horses on played grass - frolicking in sunstained shadows that penetrate the bonds without keys to this cell. I am not forgetting but my hands are ungripping the bars, stripping and shedding the guilt and shame which shouldn't be - couldn't be. fists unclenched, there is no fury left to fight, no reason left to fall backwards versus climbing the blue sky along rainbow to my own pot of glory.

The only lines drawn are the ones that carry hidden messages. 

The only chains left are the ones with empty links and hearts and dreams.

There is a choice behind the freedom to choose.

There is a journey.

There is a new life beyond the walls built by mine own two hands.

And, eventually, there is a strength in being admittedly weak enough to let go.

I am unstucking myself of you. To be free. To find another. To be happy.

Maybe finally we'll both get what we have wanted all along.