My Poem “Mark”

Nothing stays pristine forever...
no one stays the same way
for all the days of their life...
over time things wear out like old leather...
no one stays untarnished -
over time the power of the sun
damages the outer skin of something
or someone after a prolonged period of exposure.

Everything is impacted by outside influences...
everybody is marked by their time on Earth...
everything has a journey from its creation
to its destruction made up of events
that came as a result of their
encounter with outside forces...
everybody has their own
individual path through life
and at several points everybody
experiences moments of significance
on par with a moment of rebirth.

Life isn't a race...
life isn't meant to be rushed...
life isn't only about the world around us -
because so much of what connects us
lies above us in outer space...
for some people life is like a rock
that needs to be constantly
admired and occasionally polished;
but, to me, what makes life so special
is that every day, upon every thing and everyone,
another layer of character is added to what
makes something and someone what they are -
and some things and some people are meant to be,
and they are meant to remain
unrestored, tarnished, and imprinted
with life's indellible marks.

My Poem ‘An Acquired Taste’

After we are born,
the one thing that we crave,
without even knowing it,
is comfort, closeness, touch,
and the feeling of being held,
and we instantly form a connection
with the first face that we see
when we get over the shock
of emerging and being thrust into the world,
and we start figuring out
exactly where we are, who we are, what we can do,
and the things that matter to us most importantly.

Our initial exposure to certain things
is incredibly influential
to the person who we will grow up to be;
being a child can be harder
and more confusing than we think;
for a parent, just being there for your child is the key;
the first bonds and connections that we make
are our life-long and most important links.

As we get older, the way we think changes;
the way we react to things changes,
and the relationships that we have change also –
because life sometimes is about going through
and adapting to many different and evolving phases:
physically, emotionally, spiritually –
and the more we see and feel,
the more we question, and ask: is this real?

Everything in life is a matter of taste –
like clothes, in life, some things we grow into,
and some things we grow out of;
something that still has value to it
should never be thought of as a waste;
in life, for every one person
who spends their days looking down,
there is always someone else
who is always looking up and above.

Tastes can change, depending on the day;
tastes can switch, depending on the weather;
tastes, like most things in life,
always repeat and will always reoccur;
taste is like music that speaks to your soul
and fills your world –
and no matter what, must be played and heard.

Some people drink coffee;
some people drink tea;
some people only drink things that are natural –
like water, or fruit juice –
and never drink anything that contains any caffeine;
some people like particular brands of clothing;
some people have an obsession
with a particular type of car;
some people spend lots of time
on what they should be wearing;
some people are painfully particular;
and, to me, as long as someone’s choices
do no actual harm, I have no problem with that –
because they are the way they are,
and they are vital in showing
that life is not one way, or another,
and that existence is a universe of wonderful
and phenomenal contrast.

Some things we are born with;
some things we are born into;
every face of everyone on Earth
is as striking and as fragile as a vase;
some things we orbit around our entire life;
some things have been there in your life
since day one, even though they may seem brand new;
most things in life are unapologetically
an acquired taste.