Poem of the Week: A Rock and a Hard Place

Hello, readers!

Well, it’s back to my roots for this week, as far as poetry is concerned, and thankfully, I’ve got a doozy for you folks this time around. My apologies for last week for not having one to share with you last time. However, rather than make excuses for myself, allow me instead to share with you this week’s entry, which I hope will make up for last time. Without further ado, then, here’s my latest limerick chain, A Rock and a Hard Place. Please enjoy!

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A Rock and a Hard Place
April 8, 2014

Caught between a rock and a hard place
With so many obstacles to face
Is quite a pain
And can drive one insane,
Leaving one’s mind and soul displaced,

And if you’re of the faint of heart,
You’ll likely not know where to start.
You’ll be bouncing off walls
As your brain stalls
On the verge of falling apart.

So what do you do, my friend,
When you can’t see relief ‘round the bend?
Do you try to tough it out,
Even when it makes you shout
And scream at the pain that doesn’t end,

Or do you simply walk away,
Hoping to get back one day,
Lest your memory rots
And your mind becomes shot,
And you forget your task anyway?

Either way, the choice is tough,
But hopefully, you’ve the stuff
To make the right call,
Stand by it, rise or fall,
And march on through it well enough.

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That should do it for today. Thank you all for reading, and I hope you’ve enjoyed this week’s entry. Also, if you’re interested, please visit my author pages at Smashwords.com, Amazon.com, and Amazon.co.uk for more about me and my current literary works. Be sure to keep on the lookout, too, for the latest news concerning my latest project, The Kingdom of Somnia, which I’d first talked about on this blog on June 22, 2013. In the meantime, everyone, as always, happy reading!

Regards,
Dustin M. Weber

Song of the Week: Only a Vision

Only A Vision
by Dustin M. Weber
12/24/04

Verse A
Sitting here all alone
In my house, but not at home,
Something’s got a hold on me:
A dream I still hold dearly in my heart,
Even though Time has torn us apart–
Something that could’ve been, yet will never be.

Verse B
There we stand, side by side.
I am your groom, and you are my bride,
Ready to start our lives anew,
And I think of how beautiful it could’ve been
Should I’ve been your king, should you’ve been my queen,
Should we have ever shared our love true.

Verse 1
Had that’ve been, we’d have been standing tall,
And we would have endured it all.
We would’ve proven our virtue to the Powers Above
In the name of our love…but…

Chorus A
It was only a vision as far as I can see.
It was only a vision of what I wanted our lives to be.
So many nights I have cried.
It all still tears me up inside,
‘Cause now it’s only a vision of you and me.

Verse C
I wish I never had to let you go.
I wish I was strong enough to let you know
Exactly how much you still mean to me.
Such is the price for my slack,
And now I know there’s no turning back,
For what I’ve dreamt then will now never be.

Verse 2
I know now that I’ll never be the same
And that I only have myself to blame
For not taking the initiative when doing so was due
And in the end, losing you…now…

Chorus B
It’s only a vision from what I can see.
It’s only a vision of what I’ve wanted life to be.
I don’t know anything else
Than feeling sorry for myself,
But now it’s only a vision of you and me.

Verse 3
It doesn’t matter how hard I try.
All I ever do is think about you and cry.
You’re the only woman I’ve ever cared about,
Now I must learn to live without…‘cause…

Chorus C
It’s only a vision so far as I can see.
It’s only a vision of what I wanted our lives to be.
I know I’ve got to let go,
But I still must tell you even though
It’s only a vision…

Chorus D
It’s only a vision from what I can see.
It’s only a vision of what I wanted life to be.
This pain I simply can’t hide
‘Cause it still tears me up inside.
Yeah, it’s only a vision…of you and me.

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Response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt from March 30, 2014: I Can’t Quit

Hello, readers!

Earlier today, Krista of The Daily Post posted a Daily Prompt entitled I Walk The Line asking readers about whether or not they have a disciplinary code by which they live and what those principles or set of values are. The following poem is more or less my response to this particular blog post. Without further ado, then, here’s I Can’t Quit. Please enjoy!

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I Can’t Quit
March 30, 2014

People think I’m worthless and haven’t got what it takes,
And ‘cause I don’t have what they want, I can’t get any breaks.
People think I’m scum and have told me I don’t belong,
But every day I force myself to prove that they’re all wrong.
Too long I’ve lived a life where lack of hutzpah’s held me back
When despite my potential, I feared so much being called a hack,
And now it’s biting me in the butt and has been for so long now
That I’ve got to pull myself back together again, and how!
I’m not sure how it all started, what I’ve done wrong long before.
All I really know now is that I can take it no more,
And though I should’ve done something then to overcome my fears,
If I don’t take care of business now, things’ll just get worse by the year.
Therefore, I keep plugging along, constantly refining my skills,
Writing this and editing that, all the while bolstering my will
By keeping my nose to the grindstone and making time each day
To ply my craft in one fashion or another in hope that someday
People will finally realize that I’m actually worth their time
And things’ll finally change in this messed-up world of mine,
And for the better at that, for at long last, people will see
That I’m not the purposeless pile of trash they’ve long saw me to be.
They’ll finally see I have substance and talent and as such belong
With everyone else in my field who’s tasted success for so long,
And once I’ve been successful myself, I’ll once and for all see
An era in which I can be satisfied and carefree—
An era I wish I would’ve seen a good decade ago,
After so many years of educational drudgery and woe.
Only then will I know the freedom that adults are meant to enjoy,
And I’ll no longer have to feel frustrated like an insecure little boy
Who’s been ostracized by others ‘cause I’m not like everyone else,
Who’s not a weirdo just ‘cause I’m more apt to be by myself.
I thus keep on working, no matter how much or how little I get done
In hopes that one day, I’ll finally enjoy my day in the sun.
I know I’m worth something, and I won’t stop ‘til I prove just that.
I can’t afford to, after all, no matter how much I’ve been spat
Upon by all my naysayers who’ve told me to just give it up
And enjoy wallowing in mediocrity, “you mangy, flea-ridden pup!”
Enough of this pity party, then, for I must get back to work.
Destiny is calling my name, and I’ve no room to shirk
The responsibilities I have to all who wish me well
As well as myself, for only I can save me from this hell.

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Okay, pity party over! That’s basically my entry for today. Krista of The Daily Prompt, I hope this poem answers your question. As for everyone else, thank you all once again for stopping by, and by all means, feel free to visit my author pages at Smashwords.com, Amazon.com, and Amazon.co.uk. Also, keep your fingers crossed for me in seeking official publication for my latest project, The Kingdom of Somnia, and by all means, don’t be afraid to leave me feedback on any of my works. If you’ve read a current book of mine, feel free to discuss it with me and let me know what you liked about it and what I could have done with it to make the story better. Same thing with my poetry and my blog articles; what do you like about each of them, and what would you like me to change about them to make them more interesting?

At any rate, thank you all for your time (and whatever feedback you have), and until we meet again, happy reading!

Regards,
Dustin M. Weber

Poem of the Week: The Road to Xanadu

The Road to Xanadu
March 23, 2014

We all hope for that special place
Where all our fears can be erased
And we can all learn to bravely face
That which lies ahead of us—

A place where all is sunny and bright
And every wrong is settled with a right
And there’s no need to bicker and fight,
For violence is not a must,

A place where people like you and me
Can be whatever we want to be,
Do what we want to do, see what we want to see,
And no one is worse for the wear.

Sadly, such places are often far
And can’t necessarily be reached by car
Or even by rockets shot up to the stars,
For life isn’t always fair.

‘Tis more than distance; ‘tis a state of mind
Brought upon us by our daily grind
And the stress we all yearn to leave behind
That not everyone can shake,

So it’s up to oneself to do what one can
To adhere well to one’s master plan,
If ever one wishes to reach such a land
And do whatever it takes

To stay on good terms with the Powers Above
And maintain Their respect and love
In hope that the place one’s thinking of
Comes closer within reach.

Step by step and day by day
With obstacles aplenty along the way
Through trials and tribs, the price we pay—
Such a road is no peach.

Rather, it’s guaranteed to be long
And treacherous, but one must stay strong
And heed the message of this song
If one seeks Xanadu,

For only then will one discover
The peace of mind one longs to uncover,
That special place that’s like no other
For folks like me and you.

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Response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt from March 22, 2014: Keeping Myself Sane

Hello, readers!

The following Shakespearean sonnet is a response to a Daily Prompt that The Daily Post had made on their blog here at WordPress.com a couple days ago on March 22. Basically, it’s an answer to their question on how the blog’s readers feel on aging and how they stay “young at heart” as they grow older. Without further ado, then, here’s Keeping Myself Sane. Please enjoy!

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Keeping Myself Sane
March 23, 2014

The older I get, the harder it gets
For me to think straight at various times.
Sometimes I recall, others I forget,
And I often feel I’m losing my mind.
This was no problem one decade ago
When I first started this venture of mine.
Sadly, that was then; now I feel much woe,
Hoping my brain survives the test of time.
Thankfully, my writing helps keep my brain
Ready and active when I need it to.
Same with music, as it, too, keeps me sane.
However, if there’s one key thing I do,
It’s keep myself on track for one false step
Could very well lead to my mind’s swift death.

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That should do it for today. Thank you all for reading, and if you’re interested, please visit my author pages at Smashwords.com, Amazon.com, and Amazon.co.uk for more about me and my current literary works. Also, be sure to keep on the lookout for the latest news concerning my latest project, The Kingdom of Somnia, which I’d first talked about on this blog on June 22, 2013. In the meantime, everyone, as always, happy reading!

Regards,
Dustin M. Weber

Poem of the Week: Balance of Interest

Hello, readers!

I hope everyone had a great St. Patrick’s Day this past Monday, and I wholeheartedly apologize for not wishing everyone a happy and safe holiday last week. To put it simply, I’ve been pretty caught up in things around here, especially in terms of working on my latest book. That being said, though, I’m back with yet another “Poem of the Week” this Sunday, and this week, I’ve got a composition that ties into last week’s post, Younger
Days
. Without further ado, then, here’s Balance of Interest. Please enjoy!

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Balance of Interest
March 13, 2014

A place for everything and everything in its place,
And then reality comes along and hits you in the face
And makes you witness something you’ve never known before
And you become so captivated that you want to know more,
So you investigate this thing that you’ve just discovered,
And as you do, there are some things you chance to uncover
That leave you either enlightened or just plain disturbed,
But regardless of whether you’re intrigued or perturbed,
You’ve got to be careful with the knowledge you’ve just gained,
For if you become too involved with it, you might go insane,
Keeping your mind so heavily preoccupied
That you can’t think straight or function otherwise.
This is especially true for the disturbing crap
Which could easily land a lot of trouble in your lap,
Particularly if it’s crap you’re not to know about—
Truths so dire and shocking that they make you want to make you shout
And scream in terror at the agony that you now know,
And if you can’t shake it off, you’ll soon be burdened with woe.
Then again, even good things can flood your mind
And distract you to the point where you’re soon left behind
In tending to whatever tasks you usually take care of,
All because of something new you’ve come to know and love,
Be it a new hobby or a form of media.
You just can’t believe the thoughts something new can feed ya.
Be careful, thus, of how you handle what you find
Outside your regular realm of things, friend of mine,
And understand how caught up you can be when you discover
Anything new to you—topic, hobby, or other.
All in moderation, for balance is the key.
Such is the lesson that’s meant for you and me.

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Well, that should do it for this week. Thank you all once again for stopping by this week. Before I sign off for today, though, I’d like to give a special shout-out to my latest subscriber, TomLRoy. Thank you for the support sir.

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Regards,
Dustin M. Weber

Poem of the Week: Younger Days

Younger Days
March 12, 2014

We all wish for younger days
When time was on our side
Before all we knew
Flew into the blue
Or simply freaking died.

Sadly, we all grow up, Clyde,
And even good times can be through,
Forcing us to stay strong
As time carries on
And makes us move forward, too,

And we can’t afford to let what we knew
During those days now long gone
Hinder our ways
During these troubled days,
So we must force ourselves to move on.

All the same, there’s nothing at all wrong
In remembering one’s younger days.
Just be sure that you’re wise
And can set them aside
And stay focused on today.

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