Meaning of Life Poem by David Michael Jackson

SELF

So I said to myself
Self

Where is this leading

this living

this being

where is this leading I asked in a moment

of weakness

in a moment of pure futility

maybe the only pure thing I’ve

ever

known

as pure and as cold as the

mountain stream this futility

and I have made me a home in it

a warm home with a

fire

where I can burn my moments

and watch the smoke rise up from them

to heaven.

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Things Only Appear as They Are Poem by David Michael Jackson

Questions/Answers

wonder and bewilderment
are our only clues

the question is our common friend

companion

foe

answers are times only

possession

the sun only appears to rise

set

the moon only appears to have

light

the stars only appear as tiny specks

all is not true

we appear to die forever

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Cat Poem by David Michael Jackson

POEM TO MINDY
and there she is
my cat
she demands that my hands
touch her fur and
she demands my
total
attention
she knows she’s the only cat
that matters
that ever mattered.
She knows the cats of Egypt
I sometimes think she was there herself and added that
unknown quality to
the reliefs in the temple walls, for
she is the only cat that ever mattered as she wimpers that
demanding little
raorw

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