but isnt that the way it goes
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PpP r a i r i e P r e s s
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Also by S.J. Martin
Ive Always Been Here
An American Essay Vol. 1
A Mans Life
American Poet Series
(SheldonJamesMartin.Com)
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But Isn t
That The Way
It Goes?
C o l l e c t e d P o e m s
S J M a r t i n1 9 9 8 - 2 0 0 7
PpPrairie Press
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The Prairie Press
Selected poems in this book were first published in the US by
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But isnt that the way it goes? /SJ Martin
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For all who blossom in sand
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CONTENTS
Introduction ix
1. The Road Home 11
Someday 12
The Road Home 13
Riding in cars 14
My Dinner with Thomas 15Tell them about Jackie 16
God is on your side 17
In praise of small patches 18
Pretty sure 19
My Daughter, President of Malawi 20
First 21
2. The State of Things 22
In my thinking 23
Sentiments 24
Zoom 25
The Proper use of filters 26
Night and Day 27
Into the wilderness 28
Dancing in Moonlight 29
Going Down? 31
Easter Coffee 32
Son of Walter Mitty 33
The Lesser of Two 35
Caf Gourmet 36A Little Night Music 37
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Cool Dark Places 38
The State of Things 39
The Silent Ones 40
Thread 41
Small Acts 42
3. I See You Never 43
A Nights Prayer 44
Going Unnoticed 45
Loves Dilemma 46The Quiet Hour 47
Belonging-Longing 48
On Our Last Night 49
Tell Me What Its Like 50
My Mourning Bench 51
Let me go 52
The truth of the matter 53
4. The Second Time 54
Close your eyes 55
Fear not this mystery of your loving 56
In praise of a lost friend 57
Isolation 58
April 59
Craigslist 60
MadLoveTrilogy 61
Found in Translation 62
The Second Time 63
Our Pink Roses 64
The Solipsist 65
Obscure Places 66
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When we talk on the phone 67
5. Song of Life 68
Philosophers & Poets 69
A Crossing 70
A Christmas Poem 71
A New Year 73
A Private Matter 74
O Fate 75
Loose Ends 76Time Traveler 77
Evolution 78
The Soul of Good Intent 79
Song of Life 80
Ghosts 81
Perchance 82
About the author 83
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Introduction
I believe that love, loss, longingand the hope for
renewal take up much of our thinking, speaking and writing
energy over the years because they are basic to our
common humanity.
We are either falling in or out of love (or hanging on
for dear life), mourning the loss of what was and is nowirreplaceableor, when fortunate, experiencing a new
beginning, a rebirth of sorts and the chance to do it all
again (although differently)at least for a while.
Renewal may be the greatest of these gifts
because it is so hard earned and unexpected.
Individual timelines for each of these four seasons
may not all be the same because the fates do not treat us
equallybut you have to believe, on balance, we are never
too far away from the center of the storm--or each other.
The people and events of our life and the seasons
they occupy play over and over again before they and we
eventually fade like an ever-weakening signal moving
toward a distant black space.
But in the meantime, the ones we loved and
shared our life with remain in a dimension words never
fully expressor should. So it is the responsibility of each
of us to make sense of all this in the best way we know
how.
A t di t i i d t t
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a crooked path should we choose to open our eyes once
more to what once was. Going backwards is not where we
want to end up
and it is never easy to revisit what we left
behind or avoided.
Nine yearsand this is what I have to show for my
writing time. But I will have to make do for as long as
possible in hopes these lines serve me with some value
regardless of their simplicity and brevity. Any value they
might have in the readers life, I cant imagine. Possibly,
you will find in them woven threads of a common tapestry
each of us has worn along the way. That would be my
great hope.
Be that as it may, written language takes on a life
of its own at times, especially as a major ingredient in the
process of reflection, although it is never able to accurately
mirror the substance of the people and places as they
were or are now. If only it could. But there are so many
limitations to overcomethe least of which is the eye of the
beholder. But isnt that the way it goes?
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1.
The road
H o m e
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Someday
I will fly with Sky King and Penny
over blue-black skies of New Mexico,
Sit in Howdy Doodys Peanut Gallery and listen
to Buffalo Bobs: What time is it kids?
Learn the secret to leaping tall buildings
in a single bound from Superman,
Meet-up with the Lone Ranger
and his faithful Indian companion, Tonto,
somewhere deep in Death Valleywhere together
we will clean up The Old West once and for all.
At days end, I will ride happily into the sunset,
the Cisco Kid and Poncho by my side.
Oh Poncho! Oh Cisco!
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The Road Home
This long, rambling adventure
exhausted and thrilled the four of us
as we drove through nights sacred, silent
mountains, crawling south by southwest,
often recklessly sober
on black two-lane county roads,fearless in faith we came through
dew-morning pastures laced in drowsy cows,
praising each threshold safely crossed,
shrewd navigators unscathed and unharmed,
a single cinder pathway lay before us
so clear this scene I have
relived it all my dayswhere all
rush out with open arms to greet us
and always first is Emma-Kay.
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Riding in Cars
"What do-you know Joe?,
my Dad would casually say,
light a filtered Marlboro cigarette,
flip down his clip-on sunglasses
and head north on Rt. 7
on late summer afternoons in
Martins Ferry, OH headed for the Boat Club
hugging the banks of the Ohio River,
we would watch runabouts
and Chris Craft cabin cruisers glide by
coal-carrying barges from Pittsburgh
heading south to feed hungry energy plants
and distant municipalities.
Sitting side-by-side, often silently,
we waited for the sun to go down,
his car engine racing quietly,
we watched swelled waters
swirl around us and wondered
how strong the current was that day
and how far down river it would take us
if we were lying on our backs
without life jackets.
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My Dinner with Thomas
Thomas asks me if I remember
pouring orange slush
from the second deck
of Old Municipal Stadium
deep into the bowels of its first,
a perfect strike on a single baldhead
at a Cleveland Indians doubleheader
with our dads, Harry and Shell, where
we were stunned by the miracle
of all baseball miracles, Bobby Avila's
bases loaded in-the-park homerun.
Later that evening
I quietly reveal to Thomas
that I am still the 9-year-old
in the photo next to my bed.
He admits laughter
is the key to survival
as the dinner crowd begins
to thin out and the lights
are turned up for the last time.
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Tell them about Jackie
She was raised on a farm in WVA
by her grandmother who did the same for
at least four others as well as her own
eight children
She came to OH,
went to business school in Wheeling,
married, and began buying little homes,
then little apartmentsrenting them out.
She sang often and in tune to Doris
Day, Peggy Lee and Frank Sinatra.
In defiance and surrender she held the
fabric of our family together.
When I was very young
she would sing to me:
"Good-bye little darling I'm leaving,
give me one tender kiss goodbye,
I dont know when or where
but darling Ill be there,
Good-by little darling good-bye,
And I would break into tears every time,
certain she would be gone by the end of the day.
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God is on your side
Thats what I told the boys
no matter they peed down the drain
in the cat room or made obscene
phone calls (once to their mother),
the three boys created
heaps of mischief but never evil;
Sometimes they would
be grounded and sometimes
they would go to jail only to escape
and hide out at our house, presumably
to continue their long history
of crimes and misdemeanors
with the third accomplice, my son.
Every night the two of them dashed
next door for home like a bat out of hell,
eventually demolishing all plant life
in their pathbut not before I assured
them they had friends in high places.
--Goodnight boys.
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In praise of small patches
Ive surrounded this house
with the simple tools
for repair and trim,
in spaces I puttied
smooth tiny cracks
till they were soft and white again.
Brushed porcelain tub chips
as though enameled art;
snipped steel wool then shined
rust to a sparkled grin;
no hole went un-patched
or undone in light or dark,
no stains not bleached to white
no carpet stains not scrubbed clean,
obliterating mites; I mended
ceiling plaster down to the
faintest tint, and
vinegar became a second ode
to tossed salad and commode.
The high house trim stroked to last
with four-inch brush where
my reach of things always did
exceed its grasp.
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Pretty sure
It is Easter tomorrow
maybe I should call my kids
who are grown
and gone a long time now
After all, they are busy
with their own lives; but
maybe they will call me.
Or else Ill wash clothes today;
they've been piling up
more than usual lately.
Then Ill walk to the Sub Shop
down the street,
the one next to the Gas Mart.
Soon it will be time to place
my clothes in the dryer
then fold neatly and tuck away
for a few days at least.
When all that is done,
there's not much left, is there?
I could workout for 10 minutes,
but i won't turn on the TV today.
Pretty sure.
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My Daughter, President of Malawi
From her home office behind
a gigantic desk and credenza
while holding her two-week-old daughter
and chasing her 2 1/2 year-old daughter
and banishing me to the front porch
to smoke my cigar at winter's end,
Telling me how to get on with my life
in bold and lucid proclamations
without exception or limitation
while ordering barbecue pizza with
ham, bacon and French-fried onions
then making lists and dreaming
of new window treatments,
Certain she will wear size 8-10 soon enough
wondering aloud about a third child
while staying up all night attending to one,
My daughter is still
the boss of the applesauce
My daughter is President of Malawi
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First
She would say:
the first bite is always the best,
the taste of a good steak,
chocolate cake or champagne,
Like a first love,
and upon first making love,
the first marriage of stranger-souls,
a first child, the loss of one parent
then the other, the first child moves out
and the known world begins to implode
as the home is put up for sale
only to become a house once more.
Then the day arrived
when I looked around
and no one was there but me.
But even thats a first.
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2.
The state
o f t h i n g s
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In my thinking
I am right each time
about who or what is valuable
or useless to himself and others,
who has suffered enough or
never enough and who deserves
more than he can offer himself
and who should live and whois better off dead than alive
and who was just lucky and
who could never get it right
no matter how hard working
or sincere, and who is lazy and
insincere and who lives on foolish
courage and who hid out for years
before going postal and who likes
kids and dogs and who took care
of the old and new and changed the
diapers of each; I point my finger
here and there and know the
reasons why and live in myown world and wonder if
anyone is out there but me.
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Sentiments
are lovely things,
passed along so easily and
cleverly chosen with grave intent on
flowering purple embossed cards
wrapped pristine in white tiny lace,
timeless masterpieces it seems,
written by paid interpreters ofJesus Christ and Oscar Wilde,
they tell you what you dream
to hear from others pens,
but only a few others, because you
know they mean every word
someone else wrote so perfectly
stated you hardly ever throw
these cards away because
that would destroy such kind words
as though they were never
meant for you at all.
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Zoom
They are the same call letters of the
twin-engine turbojet whose left engine
sputtered out three days ago on the
tarmac during its run-up in St. Louis
But today the instrumental version of
Patsy Kline's "I Fall to Pieces"is playing
as I begin to board the same plane,grateful someone
will greet me when I land,
Someone to share my
mundane moments and groundhog days,
acknowledge often-told stories,
obscure histories and fits of confusion,
together with slight hopes for
tomorrow briefly extended into this hour,
we begin our roll down the runway.
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Night& Day
A good night's sleep is a blessing when
it removes the profound sense of loss at the end
of the day when everyone waits for something or
someone who hardly ever appears, when two
Tylenol PM hurries a drowning in the
middle of The Good, the Bad and the Ugly,
I linger and listen to the BBC to learn that China is
not above attacking Taiwan someday.
Then, an interview with a lovely woman once
married to Earnest Hemmingway's son who tells us
her ex-husband was a transvestite who later
received a sex change
Thats the last thing Iremember until late the morning unwittingly is
reborn,
But a new dawning brings new hope as it should,
and everyone is forgiven for not loving the other
enough or not at all, though
Soon the conversation turned to an ex-in-law
drinking two-dozen beers a day after a quadruple
bypass in an apparent attempt to kill himself. Its
9:30 amthe promise of a new day awaits.
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Into the Wilderness
Should I go into the woods
I will turn and walk away
I belong to the concrete
starless nights hazed over
in stone, stucco and aluminum
cramming themselves
into another wildernessforever seeking freedom.
I belong to the streets,
the late nights; the little
boxes in disappearing plots,
villages, and towns,
the edgy highway exits
leading nowhere,
Anywhere, but not the
lone prairies, grasslands,
steep lands and ice flows or
the sacred sky of wild wings.
I belong to the concrete
nature of things.
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Dancing in Moonlight
I am certain Pigs hum Youre Innocent When You
Dreamin perfect harmony while eating fresh
trough slop at 6 am, while the Cows
slow dance to Nothing Takes the Place of You
in their barns near midnight,
The Chickens, who are apparently quite close,chant elegantly in the afternoon from
the Metta Sutta, the discourse on loving
kindness, while straining their tiny
ears and listening to Kentucky Thoroughbreds
make 100-1 odds, the date and day
they will all run wild and free again,
It has recently come to my attention
Dogs and Cats rehearse their cat and mouse
games a week before the performance
simply for our amusement,
Snakes hold annual meet-ups to discusswhy they earned their slithering reputations
thanks to the New Testament,while theBirds certainly must nod to the Bees
thanking them for their breeze,
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Giraffes debate ancient history with Wolves and
together they roar with laughter remembering all
the stories passed down to them about how
crowded the Ark had become at the last
moment while waiting for the Lions and
Elephants to finish their naps,
But everyone agreed: the Alligators would eat us
all alive if given half a chance, whereby theRed-bellied Turtle Lobby made sure
they were never issued passes to board;
not that it mattered much to them,
And no one even mentioned the Crocodiles, which
may explain why they have become an endangered
species for now after 100 million years.
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Going Down?
If I tumble into Hell,
perhaps they play Pachelbel
or Gymnopdies
from a fallen Angel's harp
would be nice to burn to,
even twice
But in this venue
neither song can stay,
Ill ask they push me up a ways
where I willlearn to play it for myself
or simply hum along.
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Easter Coffee
I came alone before
the rest of me arrived
to consider transformation
at the Rocky Gap Lodge,
From a table too near my own
between sips and window gazing,
crass conversation was hurled,
then pelted me with
booming whispers of incest,
battering, and thejudge decreed.
Picking clean their bones
each waddled to the restroom
as the other stirred alone.
Long the morning air sucked by
thieves who stole the resurrection day.
Too bad So sad Home me
But as my gaze fell hard upon their eyes,
I spoke to cleanse my loss:
How perfect if the two of you
were hanging from the cross.
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Son of Walter Mitty
Seems only yesterday
Bob Dylan invited me to sing
It Aint Me Babewith him.
We stunned the audience and I
stayed on to finished the last
16 cities of his tour as his back up.
Together, we discovered eternal youth
while performing my biggest hit:Dream World,
(Carl Perkins meets Carl Jung on 4thSt)
Later that year I established The Free University,
persuading every US citizen to donate
25 dollars, enabling 100,000 new graduates
every year to compete with each other for
finite job openings, inflated mortgages, lots by the
square foot in suburbia and tons of gifted children.
As founder of
The First Humanitarian Church,
I made sure every one was saved
just in time for the Second Coming
because the First Onedidn't count
for some reason--wherein,
I am awarded a Nobel Peace Prize
after nominating myself for the honor.
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On the way home from Sweden, the British 747
Airways pilots passed out from lavatory gas leaks
and I took the controls, landing at JFK, runway
13R, with 416 on board and 100 feet of runway to
spare, based on my 75 hours of single engine flying
time.
By mixing delicate portions of Clorox,
vinegar and milk, I patent painless
eye drops to dissolve cataracts for
one dollar and no one wears dark green,
bug-eye sunglasses again.
As you may have heard, I recently concocted a
healthy day long cigar by fermenting spearmint
leaves and brown rice, which was openly purchased
then sold by the millions in Cuba, forcing the US to
dissolve its trade embargoCuba becomes our 51st
state and everyone, everywhere goes on vacation
for a month, except me.
Email from The Dalai Llamamarked: Urgent.
China is at it again.
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The Lesser of Two
Hunters take it
upon themselves to snuff
the lives of creatures because
there are too many of them,
while golfers display a sense
of purpose, pride and
accomplishmenthitting a little white ball
into a small, dark hole
in hushed silence.
I can prove to hunters that the
over populated, diseased,
lame, and dying of human
populations are not hunted
then destroyed for
their vulnerabilities, sloth,
and bad luck.
Not yet anyway.
And it would be great if golfers took
to the woods during hunting season
in search of their lost balls,
but Im certain they would
never find them there.
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Caf Gourmet
A 60ish chap with a white beard
was telling a young Hispanic kid
he was always welcome back
to have coffee with him at Caf Gourmet,
where a 3-cent cup of coffee costs $2.75.
Baggy-boy listened to his ex-boss
with a near-English accent tell him
how things like this happen all the time
and that none of it reflected on the kid's
value as a man or future breadwinner.
But The Kid stared into space,
silent and expressionless all the while.
After his ex-boss walked away,
Kid called for
a final 'farewell' to his amigos,
then later walked from Caf Gourmet,
presumably forever.
Wherein a minute or two, the bearded man could
be observed wiping coffee rings from table #4 with
his favorite dishrag, whistling God Save the Queen.
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A Little Night Music
What moves me at
the speed of light
at day's end and
on first sight,
though
I praise the classics
and each master, indeed
a grateful fellow.
But the Ode to Joy
I treasure most is
Martha,
and her Vandellas
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Cool dark places
I, prisoner
of my own making
lock me down in cool, dark places,
far from maddening faces
where voices seep pass minor cracks
that speak to me in shadows glimmer
hidden from the sun
where solitude is the healing
spaces, here with me
in cool dark places
no mortals come or go to bother me
save a silky Siamese who weaves
indifferently twice at least
around my knees.
These Earthy 66 degrees I praise
while bitsy spiders hang with me,
and shards of whispers now and then
that isolation binds but I don't mind.
Ghosts come and go on their own
I greet their welcome faces
we chat openly for a while,
then say farewell till we meet again
in cool dark places.
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The Sate of Things
I am no longer worried
about the state of my affairs.
I moved from OH to WI,
but those states
are not where I live
All things considered,
I am somewhat concerned
about the state of the nation
and the world,
now and for the future
There are so many children
being born into a welfare
state no longer able to support them
Soon enough I will not be in a
conscious state to watch these
transformations take place, but
Now and then I am satisfied to live
in the states of bewilderment and awe.
I never did locate the state of grace.
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The Silent Things (the curious recalls)
Why have the silent things
stayed silent for so long?
Not a whisper or a murmur
Though they have been
the subject of our art
and how we measure
beauty by degrees,
Yet never a word is spoken
that requires the best in them
be mentioned or recalled, where
Time has worn the search
but not the wonder,
why silent things
remain silent for this long
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Thread
A single feeble thread
holds us to this life and
when it unravels
almost no one ever notices
except the one who tells you
its your problem and most likely
you brought it on yourself
and that it wont get any better
until you do something about it
and soon.
But that's not what we need to hear
since no one remains helpless
save to their own fates, and when
a single strand gets tangled up
all over again, the one and only one
that you could ever count on
to pull you through that dark tunnel
this time is gone for good; and
Now its late and long into the night
as your body begins to loosen
from its bones and you look around
and all that remains is that same
feeble, thin thread with no name
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Small Acts
Small acts of kindness
go squandered
then forgotten
Good deeds
buried in haste
Gentle promises
heaped on the trash
Subtle acts of courage
unnoticed or ignored
Still,
love is writ patiently
on the faintest sonic star
purposefully or
in hopeless jest.
Quiet nights turn years,
bodies swirl and burn
the heavens cling
to a finite universe
or none at all.
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3.
I see you
N e v e r
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A Night's Prayer
I wish upon a star
that all things gone or lost
are all right where they are.
I hope they're better off
than me for now,
My heart breaks
so easily somehow
for puppy dogs,
Parents and friends,
wives and husbands
and even sons.
If mere sobbing
could signal my intent
I think that even Gods relent
that I might peek beyond
this veil of clotted earth,
Just once.
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Going Unnoticed
Dying is hidden comfortably
almost going unnoticed.
Look at Me, You, Us
Too late, we're gone
But we were warm once,
and comforted you on your lost nights,
held you close when you despaired.
When our time came
you turned away
a last loving embrace.
Can you tell me
why is it in death we
become more alive to you
than ever?
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The Quiet Hour
The quiet hour has arrived
to separate the two
Shallow breaths go breathing
Time is fixed and never ceasing
What once appeared is disappearing
The steady hand grown weary
The first of us has slipped away
We are oblivion on this day
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Belonging
To be needed is
the warm embrace.
In small sacrifices
the reward, Our
mutual energies to
guide us always,
forever in the days.
Longing
To be needed was
the warm embrace.
In small sacrifices,
the reward; we were
mutual energies once;
thats so very hard to explain.
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On our last night
I placed her hand in mine
and held on to it for dear life
in ever-darkening silence.
Everyone was gone.
No words had passed
between us for five days.
The contents of my thoughts emptied.
There was nothing to think about any longer
as morning fell away to early afternoon.
But in the last hour, our last hour,
I realized we would never
have another argument, and wondered
if she could be thinking that too.
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Tell me what it's like
Finding right words
make all the difference
you know. But the thought
of a thing lingers until
words make them impure.
Nonetheless, they are ours
and will always roam free
for the taking:
As I drove home
that August-clear night
I stopped at the red light
and searched each star
for a while but grew weary.
It had been such a long day.
I gazed briefly for the
last time to the lost sky
I tell them how her image
filled the heavens just as
she looked down on me
in perfect silence and peace.
But as time and circumstance
would have it, the light turned
green again, and I tell them how
I had to drive away this time
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My Mourning Bench
Sit with me a while
silently near by,
I can hear your voice
so fresh again to blossom
in my heart where no words
speak or need spoken to.
But should I sit alone these hours
to fall away as
abandoned petals often do,
one wish I ask be writ:
He remained faithful to his
mourning bench and you.
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Let me go
To play among the stars
with all who have come and gone
I join them at last
those beautiful, contagious,
lost and longed-for creatures
once of this earth
are my people now.
Fixed stars found
We, the forgotten ones, the
lonely and confused await
I will miss the beauty that lives
in the energy of all things,
this one brief light.
Let each find his own way home.
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The Truth of the matter
One day my wife just died.
Her immune system turned
against her. So I got a dog.
Then my dog died on me too.
Seems most things just die
eventually. And that's it.
I don't know which to mourn
more or miss most. One stayed
by my side for 31 years, the other,
maybe a couple of years. One was
independent and wise, the other,
needy and dependent. Each was
loveable and held in high esteem.
I was there when both my wife
and my dog took their last breath,
and I can tell you up front,
I wish it were me. I can't tell you why,
but I am telling you the truth.
If I got a new wife, maybe
I would die on her, then she would
be left empty handed. If I died on
another dog, what would the dog do?
Sooner or later the thing you love just
di Th t th t th f th tt
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4.
The Second
T i m e
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lose your eyes
Imagine you.
Not born to exist;
A seed not planted
or sowed in a field
of 6 billion seedlings
Plowed in spring
Scattered by swift winds
of fate to Earth,
somehow missing you,
Your drama avoided
No joy, no heartbreak,
no blooming passion,
Fits of desperation, false hopes,
inspired thought, interrupted
nights, days and lost years.
Never a dwindling down,
Floating away.
No beginning.
No end.
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Fear Not This Mystery of Your Loving
You are in good company in a Universe
exploding and contracting, plowing
through the crust to the core of things in
search of its very self; the same self you
and I seek in morning and long into the night,
Fear not, that what has gone before you will
come after you as where you are right now.
Tremble and shake in this energy you possess
so beautifully with a will that cannot be
discouraged or destroyed, now or ever.
You are the earth, the moon and the stars,
take your place among them: burn, burn, burn!
until all that is left of you explodes inward upon
the very nature that calls you home.
Be scattered as hot ash
soaring an unknown universe
You, the visible one, as everlasting hope sprung
from a star-stuff field that desperately longs for
your embrace that it too shall be fixed to scatter
with you among the heavens now and forever,
Together at last.
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Isolation
Is this what its like
when no one is watching me
cease to serve value or purpose to
another other than myself?
But listening to selfis somehow not the
same as hunting down someone to listen
who doesn't know me too well, and therefore,
Because listening to myself too clearly and too
often casts a vague shadow of suspicion on my own
inept inability to be alone, I much prefer that
stranger over therefor now.
It seems I can't fool mebut maybe I could
deceive a few others; why not meet new people?
Then I can be anyone I want.
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April
From this beginning again
I shall uproot my roots
to trod barefoot at daybreak
on Earths steamy slick grass,
like forgotten promises revisited
only to be trampled easily once more,
crushed new and lovely to behold,
I wake to a blossom so sweet
I can barely lift my head
from its pillow.
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Craigslist
Woman WantedFor long-term relationship
who likes to laugh, dance and
sing and place the other first.
We will be best friends and lovers.
Timeless and ageless.
We are the stuff of stars.
Please write before the Sun explodes.
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Found In Translation
You may not know who is walking next to you or
behind you, because you and they are in obscurity;
yet, you allow yourself the briefest glimpse of their
image only to become stunned by the presence
of that individual,
Who is also alone in the worldthe very worldyou are opening up to at this moment; so
you look hard but not too long.
There may even be conversation at a dinner
with friends or the friend of a friend, where
you become transfixed without
understanding why,
Not for physical purpose or romantic intent, but
more often, because you recognize the whole
compelling, mysterious history of their life is before
you and you will not or cannot turn away.
Sometimes, you think the person you have justmet or noticed so briefly then let go of for the last
time is the one you have been waiting for
all these yearsand for all time.
But the encounter ends abruptly and everyone
drifts from the roomand the one who
walked out on you is lost,
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MadLove Trilogy
Let these days madness bring
I close my eyes to dream the dreamer's end
The hollow waking ground has slipped away
And in its place new earth begins
As longing for its lover.
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I shall love you as you are
As in the distant eye beheld
Where only God is fixed.
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You as sweetness of life perceived
That in the soulful language of your dream
I dreamt you first that you dream me.
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The Second Time
There are other friends,children and places,
lies, cover-ups
and good intentions,
strange histories and
dark secrets.
Truth be known
Ive had my own
Should you begin anew,
let ancient history as ritual burn
a night-scorched cleansing earth
to all who see the light;what visible ash remains
a strong foundation sow,
where lies, cover-ups,
good intentions, strange histories
and dark secrets
alas, become your own.
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Our Pink Roses
Because she liked pink rosesand I the color of pink roses
we watched them blossom
in silent dignity for five days
and acknowledged their loveliness
each time we entered the room.
On Saturday they began to lay low
their sweet heads as sorrow-to-come.
I clipped their ends, changed the water
and placed our pink roses on a ledge
near the open window filling them with sun,
light, and fresh air as their heads roseproudly for several hours.
By evening,
our pink roses sat beneath
a warming lamp where I again
watched over them and waited,as single petals began to fall
in a casual cadence and accepting unity.
Come Sunday evening,
I removed the withering bouquet quietly
but with a subtle reverence for a
conscious dignity I canonly hope to understand
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Obscure Places
Come away with me to this retreat,
our place in cotton-quiet and to sleep
where we prolong the night
when night is good enough to last
all that is legitimate of the light;
and should we sense the other passing
into sleep, let one gentle-meaning kiss
embrace this small island we have made,
that you remember one safe place
in unruffled floating spaces be;
where no one comes in loss to mourn,
and we are always twenty-three.
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When we talk on the phone
We say how fast time in our lives has come andgone and how when it is their turn they will
say it toothough we believe they will be
even more bewildered.
I remind her again there is no love without
sacrifice, everything else: phone visits, brief visits,
casual friendship and relationshipsall go the way
of benign pretense, feel-good patronizing or
obligation, but not love as we have experienced it.
We agree, only to sigh deeply--then discuss our
gaming strategy for the slot machines at the
casino, where no one will ever know how much wehave won. We just laugh. Together, on the phone,
we watch the American Justice reality show and
compare notes, adding: men seem to get away
with murdering their wives more than the wives
who murder their husbands. Too bad about that
considering equal rights and justice for all.
I ask her how to cook frozen chicken again and she
gives me the recipe one more time. Then we talk
about going to the grocery store but agree,
nothing sounds good today.
Before we hang up, we thank the other for being
there. Remember to keep your feet up, she says.
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5.
Song of
L i f e
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Poets & Philosophers
All philosophers are fools.
They spend much of their
Life arguing, speculating
Or debating propositions,
Fallacies, dualities, and
Consciousness,
When all most of us really
Want to know is if we are
Living a decent life
Or not.
And poets make you believe
They can cut into the heart
Of all matters then extract
Their essences by merely
Arranging words just so;
But when I am in Walgreens
Pharmacy at midnight
Paying for 99-cent gumdrops,
I want to tell the lone cashier
Working the 11-7 shift,
Never knowing when the
Next loose canon will walk
Through the door at midnight:
Your life is the poetry here.
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A Crossing
We are moving with time,
You and Ior else against it,
across a bridge where
some have arrived
but do not send their regards,
so we live in doubt
about what to expect,
most of us anyway.
Secretly or not all these years
we have been searching for another
dimension other than the one we have
found where no one desires to be alone,
where no one wants to die alone.
But we all do. One at a time.
We are making that crossing as we speak;
should one of us reach out, fear not,
this bridge sways terribly at times.
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A Christmas Poem
Here we are again, the season has found its way
to Christmas, the cycle of another year nearly
complete, and we are with it. Throughout our
lifetime we will play many rolessome designated,
others simply legal: infant, child, adolescent, adult,
couple, parent, grandparentthen the drift towards
the unknown and unknowable.
My advice to each of you is not to get too attached
to any of these roles. Participate in them, but
realize your own sacred identity is what stays with
you forever. Find some way to demonstrate to your
self what you believe innot just what you must
compromise with to exist. We are like a cloud
passing. Nothing is static or lasts forever.
Children become adults, Marriages end.
Love manages to escape quietly. And we grow old.
Everything must pass like the slow-moving cloud
of which we are a part. Yet there is joyeverywhere. Everywhere someone is listening and
laughing to the Christmas Vacation Themeand
there is hope and promise whenever you
see people together enjoying the others company.
Nothing has changed.
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You cannot separate beauty, joy, loss, and sorrow.
They are one thing. Do not be afraid to call on your
sense of love and compassion for the people you
do not understand. That seems to be the message
all religion brings us: that of compassion,
and yes, compassion for the lonely self.
At Christmas, more than any time of the year, its
time to let go of the rigor and routine of daily life toexperience the potential of renewal. To
sense warmth and energy in each life that
surrounds us. The harsh requirements
of survival can wait.
The role of a good host is to make the guest
genuinely welcome, and that of the guest
is to respect the life of the host. But
for guest and host, it should not be
business as usual. Each should focus on
the other and not abandon
the relationship during that time.
To do so is a violation of the love and compassion
that goes with the season and all time.
Whenever you think of being a guest or
a host, think about what it means to see empty
chairs at the feast, and what it would mean
if those vacant places could be filled.
(B d l tt b th th t hi d lt hild t Ch i t )
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A New Year
This year it will be different.
There is promise in it yet.
More good than not.
Time to heal from loss.
To be loved, to be needed.
And if that's not possible, let it
always be a good day to die.
Look around the room and
look in your heart or soul;
call it what you like.
Every one, every thing you have ever known
is still there or somewhere. Call on them.
We are the conscious things of the
fragment moment now and always,
where the past has overcome itself,
the present dances wildly and flickers
through to the future when you allow it to.
Be fearless in thought, in tear, in torment
in tragedy. One heaps itself upon the
other. Let it all happen. There's
nothing we can do about it anyway.
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A Private Matter
You would think we already know who to loveand who to forgive by now
Not that forgiveness or compassion know
their own limits or boundaries
And who to hold in high esteem and why;
and ultimately who we love and who we respect
And why we live together after our life has
come apart or evolved to open then close
at the same moment in time
Still, late at night, before falling into oblivion, do
some things finally and secretly become clear:
Like who we can trust, who we must tolerate,
who we hope to believe in some day, and
who we never will, and why we cling so desperately
to what we have, and why we participate in the
lives of others, and why we cannot.
Ultimately, but half consciously, our eyes roll back
into our skull; there, the truth is known
and why we love at all.
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O Fate
Judge not harshlythis forgotten soul,
the conquered will
no longer blended earth
Needy the driven nature of
a life, make no mistake,where desperation lives alone
out of reach and often
out of sight
May some be forgiven
though terribly late,
while others too well known,
for hell.
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Time Traveler
Travel light upon this Earth
Leave not a thing behind to follow you
Hold nothing so close save compassions smile
See the details in things that you may absorb
Their working parts
Take joy in the process of tinkering and cleaning up
Maintenance is 95% of all effort after the object of
your desire is in your possession
Walk through weeds and clutter to recognize the
Value of self-respect finds its natural order
Do not fret when you gamble--what you gain
Is a finite piece of your infinite identity
Should you fail--so what; look at your
Contemporaries shuddering and stammering
In constant fear of failingor worse
Never attempting to pursue their hearts desire
Be glad you are not among them
Keep your bags packed
Say what needs to be said
Be remembered for who you are
It's great to be forgotten
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Evolution
I am one with the trees
blown and destroyed by
the strongest March winds
skimming the oily grass
where red worms and dandelion
await the quick-jump squirrel
and its predators while
raccoon road kill is drug away
by winters starving roughnecks
A celebration that endures
beyond its own exuberance
brought forth as fresh seeds
scattered as solitude in the
hanging storm to come.
That too am I
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The Soul of Good Intent
Are you searching
where are you looking
what have you found
is it at home where you wait
for eternity to find you
have you talked to the dead
do they listen
do you listen to yourself
you are partners after all
your body houses organs, blood,
tissues: the tangibles.
But somewhere circling
or just landed is
the Soul of Good Intent,
praying that it matters to
the internal and external
worlds it touches.
Will you be the one to tell
the Soul of Good Intent
who is listening
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Song of life
With your two eyes
Gaze long and swift for
I no longer mortal
Or ever quite would be
Permission to cut these
Pocketfuls of grit
Tear cartilage tenderly then
Slice the vein of it
Penetrate this fleshy mass
Unloose a ruby river mine
Be not in haste to ferment
In vinegar then wine
Carve tiny bits and piecesTill rotted morsels find
Let what remains be for feed
And grist ground by the grind
Not even then what cuts on me
Steals what is mine, for
I will rise again beyond this breathand hang alone as energy not death.
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Ghosts
Unsettled, and transient,
transferred then transported
over time and millennium,
Morphing and evaporating
into the ages in full view
we lie and wait unwittingly
and unknowingly to take our
place in time.
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Perchance
At times hope exceeds all reason
and we are left with neither
We can only live to hope again
it makes little difference
the price of hope be reason
but that hope will reappear
and we can live another dayNo great purpose have we
but to dream a while.
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A b o u t t h e a u t h o r Sheldon James Martin was born in 1945 along the Ohio
River in Martins Ferry, OH and grew up in a newspaper
environment. He studied English, journalism, business and
later philosophy of mind.
Martin owned and published newspapers in Ohio before
establishing a merger and acquisition practice specializing
in media and technology, JamesMartinLLC.Com.
He lives in Madison, WI.
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