Fran Spear

Fran Spear Poems

I seek the good path,
the good way

Among the boulders of disgust
...

Some get to hop to it, from here to there
or others hop away from it; to here from there!

others fly away from it - the here to here?
...

3.

There's pain, then there's The Pain

I watched him die - in the rain - from pain,
but then came The Pain
...

Nobody cares
as much as I - a misplaced adverb in life
for 'tenderly' -
I cared, fed, became a cast-away of myself
...

The intensity of
intense is
intense
...

You're gone
my mom
You stayed as long as you could
and me, the one who cared for you
...

Along the quay a merry desert bloom
sings the merry May pole defying the salt, seaweed and dogs -

circling, circling it rings
...

Learn the count, and learn to play
where 6pm starts a day
Maundy Thursday is its' name
remember the count, remember to play
...

In Memory of Robin Williams

Joy is not laughter
but laughter was his Song
...

The Best Poem Of Fran Spear

I Seek The Good Path

I seek the good path,
the good way

Among the boulders of disgust
I put in the way of myself

You alone know 'we pick' our way...

Make some things possible lest
we perish at the

Gates of Beginning
as so many already have.

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