Poems

Time

To go back in time,
and displace your young soul.
memories you'll have or share,
young or old.
As you live your life again,
and make changes to your past.
memories you once had,
fade or last.
Would you exist in the present,
aware of the changing times.
two different sets of memories,
conflicting time lines.
Would you exist in the past,
leaving your present behind.
probability quantum paradox,
stranger in the mind.

by Renick Marsh

Battle Man

Hang in there battle man,
your objective clear, brave and true.
Fight the enemy and survive.
Withstand the pounding guns,
with emotions numb.

by Renick Marsh

Thoughts of man

Give me more you bore,
never say we.
existing, resisting,
beach house by the sea.
Dig those crazy consequences cat,
that don't apply to me.
living it up in a jello mold,
ruler of the sea.
Aging funky furious,
live and let be.
caring, repairing,
thoughts by the sea.

by Renick Marsh

Waterfall

Free Standing Waterfall,
I compare to the.
fluent, powerful provider,
for all the world to see.
Peaceful and turbulent,
beacon in the night.
liquid jungle melodies,
wondrous sight.

by Renick Marsh

Plastic People

Nip and Tuck,
mutant deceiver;
insatiable greed,
doubting disbeliever.
Self control out the door,
stretch marks I detect;
fill that hole
with constant distractions,
no time to reflect.

by Renick Marsh

Traveler

Remain constant,
from point of departure,
to point of no return.
Will the traveler ever arrive,
wander and roam.

by Renick Marsh

Continuance

When you think of me,
what will your perceptions be.
Of relationships and love,
through my eyes you've seen.
When you look back and see,
how forgiving and naive I could be.
You just might think to be,
a coward like me.

by Renick Marsh

Panic

Death panicked the ritual beast.
Strive for obscurity and you will find,
that life is far less demanding.
The daily grind your peace of mind,
what's worth your sanity.

by Renick Marsh

In the Zone

May the Gods smile upon me,
guide my hand straight and true.
Battle for that round ball,
cool calculating crew.
Can't describe the feeling,
it's therapy of sorts.
Life's not so chaotic,
when I'm running the courts.

by Renick Marsh

Dark Thoughts

Hunter on the road,
Preying, hurting, suffering.
Purge those dark thoughts,
emotional pretender.
What are you feeling,
nothing at all.
Hidden and repressed,
festering mess.
Didn't your mommy love you,
you narrow minded freak.
Be content in hating yourself,
leave that child alone.

by Renick Marsh