I do things so sneaky, I believe I could sneak Godzilla through Red Lobster unnoticed.
-N.R. Amos
Thoughts from my father – Entry 1
So, I am going to take a break from posting my own thoughts for a while. I ran across a notebook my father kept while he was working off shore. I must have been a teenager at the time he kept it. My father was a poet of sorts and was a big influence in my life, although he was not around for much of it. He passed away several years ago and I am amazed at how much I continue to learn about him years later. I apologize to the few of you out there that are following my blog as some of it may be offensive, but I thought I would share none the less, since I found it amusing. I do feel that you need two pieces of information in order to better understand his entries. First of all, he was a pretty bad alcoholic. Second, he was born in Rome, Georgia and although I never heard him say anything good about the place, he never seemed to be able to leave it for long.
Entry 1
I don’t give you any shit, and will not tolerate any shit from you. I’m just not in the shit business.
-N.R. Amos
Consume
Liquid courage,
Liquid happiness.
Consumed …
Consumed
Consumed in fear
Consumed in sadness
By the liquid …
By the liquid
Consumed …
By the liquid…
Consumed
-A. Amos
I know
We know of each other
What the other gives,
Never knowing truly
What the other lives.
-A. Amos
Not alone
To far and vast to be alone
Has God almighty given life’s glow
To others that we do not know?
To whom else has this blessing been bestowed?
-A. Amos
Jealousy
Green hued haze, on hatred feasts;
Spawns from rage, a wicked beast.
Twisted will does warp my mind;
Black heart’s tangling roots grasp mine.
Relinquished now of all control;
Piloted by some unknown soul.
Cursed limbs do devilish deeds;
Seeking ends by any means.
-A. Amos
still
Everything is still…
the way I left it yesterday.
The Earth is still…
beneath my feet.
The Sky is still…
above my head.
but nothing is still…
nothing is still the same.
-J.A. Amos
Wedding Prayer
Gone but not forgotten
are the ones that you have called
always in our memories
as they walk through Heaven’s halls
As we ignite this candle
we pray for those with you to see
we ask that they may share with us
our day of matrimony
Burn bright Heaven’s light
show them the way
let them see they are in our hearts
guide them to us this blessed day
Burn bright Heaven’s light
Burn true, Burn bright
let them see and share our joy
as we unite our lives
-A. Amos
The Bearer
He bears it for all
she is the bearer
He brandishes success
she burdens the blame
He walks tall
she is measured
He seeks to impress
she finds no fame
He slaves to fortune
she dreams not of wealth
He is self consumed
she consumes herself
He dines on spoiled fruit
she starves on regret
His lips he loosens
she tightens her belt
To dream He is off
her nightmare’s begun
No sleep He’s lost
she wakes the Sun
His vision is narrow
she sees the truth
He lives by the hour
she spends her youth
He gives no comfort
she’s none left to offer
He takes as he pleases
she gives to the coffer
he now finds
She is lost
he spins his lies
She carries Her cross
-A. Amos
Haiku #3
In the depth of thought,
I often forget about…
What was I saying?
-A. Amos
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