Part Concern

It was not the full

Onset of concern

That dawned on me

In the morning

It was the part

That imparted a certain

Uncertainty

So the fear came on

More gradually

Than before the time

When I felt like

I knew more

The Polite Expert

All things held constant

As they are

Words are needed to soothe

The disruption

From a certain combustion

So the fuel can be expelled

With a polite expert

Weaving the words

Through a difficult

Narrative

To see what the future

Can hold

Unarmed

Am I prepared

For this life

The moments

That I fail

To see the hope

Amidst the sadness

When the focus

Is anything but what I want

To focus on

I need help in these times

When my unarmed eyes

Can’t see a way through

Morning Blood

At first sight

There was hope

But then blood was drawn

With one poke

Of the eye

With the social feed

Roaring with fire

And stoked wherever you go

There was morning blood

Drawn

Even if you didn’t

Know

A Daily Science

Is there a science

To the perfect day

From start to finish

No other way

Of looking at the same

Pieces to the puzzle

Hiding from the fears

Embracing the struggle

These are the acts

Behind making the most

Of the moments we are given