Life cannot beat God

I’ve hated this woman

I’ve fed her lies

Told her

She wasn’t good enough

Allowed others

To treat her that way

I’ve tried to break her

In many ways

I’ve crashed her marriages

Broken her heart

Fed drugs to her son

Tried to rip him apart

I’ve taken her best friends

Sent some to early graves

I’ve moved her

To places where

She knows no-one

I’ve given her great wealth

Then taken it all away

I have temporarily paralyzed her

Sent illness

And depression

Tried to make her fear

What might happen next

I’ve made her feel like a failure

As a wife

As a mother

As a daughter

As a sister

As a friend

Yes, I’ve hated this woman

By now she should be broken

But still she stands

Still she smiles

Still she believes that

I cannot beat her

She see’s through me

I am only life

And she knows

She was created by God

For His purpose not mine

E.A. Fussell

9/21/2019

Fly in your own Direction

Be brave with your life

Fly in your own direction

Swim in waters of distant places

Listen to the wind

Chase it where ever it blows

Take rest in the arms of nature

Renew your mind

Walk barefoot along

Moss covered trails

Breath in wild flowers

Dance in the fresh dew

Sleep under the stars

Find out who you really are

E.A. Fussell

9/9/2019

Peek-A-Boo

Peek-a-boo

I see you

Trying to get a glimpse of me

You’re filled with curiosity

My face is seldom seen

In photos or on the big screen

Am I beautiful or homely

In a relationship or lonely

Do I work more or play

On any given day

It’s not that simple

But I will offer an example

I am an eclectic mix

Can be an exotic fix

I believe in common sense

And happenstance

Work comes first

Then I play with a burst

You’ll seldom see me in a crowd

You might see me in a cloud

Flying high above the earth

Knowing well my full worth

Relationships are not for me

Lonely…no that’s not me

Unhindered by commitment

I enjoy the merriment

But don’t try to fence me in

That’s a challenge you won’t win

Just accept me as I am

And don’t ask me to make plans

E.A.Fussell

8/11/2029

Pirates We Be

Come sail with me

Pirates we be

Riding the high sea

Looking for treasure

The kind that can’t be measured

It lurks in the invisible mist

On the winds of imagination

It will grant our every wish

Whatever our minds can conjure

If our hearts can endure

It’s a treasure for sure

Riding the high sea

Pirates we be

Come sail with me

E.A. Fussell

8/3/2019