On Second Thought
As National Poetry Month comes to a close, I invite you to take a deep breath—that’s it—relax, and enjoy this original poem. If you’re like me, you’ve suffered from the paralysis of analysis. This poem is a tribute to action.
On Second Thought
What’s in front of me
gets the best I’ve got.
I was never one
for periphery,
where targets are lost.
The right isn’t done
behind a back but
in the palm of hands
and the glint of eyes.
The first act is what
courage understands.
The second thought lies.
Love your poem……….
It’s in the genes!
When’s my next volume of Mark Decker poems arriving?
Simplistic wisdom Mark! I like the first poem too, you know, “I tried not to overthink it…” <3
Diana xo
Glad you caught that one, too. Just hid it in there.
easy, breezy wisdom and much needed today, Mark.
Thanks!
-S.
I’m glad, Sean. Thanks for stopping by! Keep it simple.
“The first act is what courage understands.” Love this Mark. What a beautiful gift you possess with your use of words.
Thanks Annette!
Love this!
Love it all but especially the last few: “The first act is what courage understands. The second thought lies.” Amen.
Thanks! When that came through the muse transmitter, I knew I had something.
And it’s so so true for me.
As an over thinker, it’s only when I act that things happen.
At least I think that was what you meant!!
You really are a gifted writer, Mark.
You must be an awesome teacher.
My favorite Language Arts teacher was my 9th grade teacher.
(He was cute, too!)
But he motivated me to write a speech, and I put it to my own piano music.
It was one of my best moments in my school life!
Teachers really matter.
xo
Wendy
Mr. UT wrote a cool post…I wish blogger had a like button like Word Press does.
Do you think I should switch to WP?
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Thanks Wendy!
Well, I try my best. I find, like you’ve shared, teaching to be one of those great and worthwhile things to do with your time. Even though it’s frustrating as all get out at times!
The blogspot / wordpress disconnect is real. I’ve tried to find solutions but haven’t found any. I think it depends on what you want out of your blog. I’ve never used blogger before.
I will love you forever
I saw you this morning, naked in a glass hotel
Again I sipped slowly on a new days bitter tears of regret
The shadow of despair pushed me toward you in a mornings light
My hat and coat, my proper dress, a suit of armor waiting by the door
I bum rush your world, I stumble from side to side, I feel my guilt and shame, I relive my betrayal.
Leaving you behind I have taken you with me. In abandonment you are with me forever.
I choke on my justified innocence, swallow tears of regret. The thief says, thou shall not steal from one who has nothing to steal. The liar lies to himself always.
I am a liar.
Just having a bit of fun. Have a great day!
Always appreciate some free verse! That’s what poetry’s all about. I dig the piece.
This was the perfect bedtime snack to slow the mental; or, at least, try. Thank you!
Great ending.
Doesn’t it lie though?
It’s that second thought, the later one, that always gets me into trouble.