Forever the square peg
seeking entry into the round hole,
the smart kid pushing
when the sign says “Pull”.
wandering in the midst
of the hurried,
a dreamer adrift among
those who think themselves awake.
Viewing through the unfiltering eye
of betrayal, the betrayers,
spiritual “Madoffs”
pontificating Ponzi schemes,
promising fulfillment -
for themselves.
Square pegs do not “roll”
through life, varying
speed to meet conditions
they are more suited
to building, stability,
strength, stoicism.
They often appear lost,
disconnected from, apart
and yet “a part of”,
yet somehow lost
in the “wall-less” box
of the seeking mime,
captured in the swirling
eddy of the twisting flow,
contentedly discontent
purveyors of optional
disillusionments. Lost
in the mediocrity of
the moment, lingering
in the rippling foam
of a receding tide.
Wandering Frost’s
“road less traveled”
rejoicing in the touch
of a snowflake, the joy
of a sunflower, the edginess
of a square peg
forever lost.
John G. Lawless
2/5/2016
Dear God, I wanted
To tell you how much
I deeply appreciate all
You’ve done for me
Since the moment I
Took my first breath,
Of earth’s sweet air
Into my infant lungs.
I don’t stop
And tell you very often
How amazingly wonderful this life is
Despite all the problems
We humans unceasingly encounter.
And yet, despite all
Our anger, worries, frustrations
Disillusionments and feelings of
Disconnected discontentment,
Nothing beats a baby’s laugh,
A dozen long stem red roses,
A spectacular sunset
Or Shakespeare’s Iambic Pentameter
To remind me that
I’m only here for
A grain of sand of time
And that you’re the power that lies behind
Each and every miracle we experience
In this wonderful world.
Thanks again
For thinking the thought that brought
Us here and giving us
The opportunities to
Overcome our faults and failures
And strive ever upward, onward towards
A place in our hearts, minds and souls
Ultimately bringing us back
Into your fold.
Amen