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Meaning and Purpose – poem by Bruce Whealton">Meaning and Purpose – poem by Bruce Whealton

Meaning and Purpose

I don't know why I spend my time
writing these words,
unaware of whether anyone
is even reading the words

and so to whom
are these words written
and for what purpose?

Like a letter
to a lost,
deceased
loved one,
I wonder about
the futility
of my actions.

I write alone.
My following
is quite small
but in my mind
I dream of something
much bigger.

I imagine
that eventually
these words
will reach
the ears
eyes and lips
of others...

who knows who
or when
or how
but then
my actions
as a writer -
or poet -
will have meaning.

This is just one
of a small number
of ways
in which
I try
to find meaning
in my life.

by Bruce Whealton
June 23, 2009

The Invisible Ones – by Bruce Whealton">The Invisible Ones – by Bruce Whealton

The Invisible Ones

She seemed out of place
on this late June day,
wearing several layers of clothes
including a coat.

But she was invisible
even with her several gags
of belongings -
as if she was traveling -
she was always traveling,
I believe.

I couldn't help looking.
I wanted to notice her.
I don't think anyone else
coming into the church
noticed her – she was invisible.

I wanted to think of something
to say to her...
I wanted to notice her.
During the Mass,
I didn't see her leave
the hall and join us.

I wanted to think of something
to say
at the end of Mass
but she was gone...

I just wanted to show her
some empathy.

I don't know what
her experience is
but I was thinking
I'm also invisible.

by Bruce Whealton
June 23, 2009

Dear God – Poem by Bruce Whealton">Dear God – Poem by Bruce Whealton

Dear God,

I know
all things are possible
for you
and you know
my passionate,
no desperate,
needs
desires
hungers...

Yes, this is
that same prayer.
How much
more passionately
can I present
my supplication?

I don't
know what
to do.

How would I even
know
if you did
choose
to grant
my supplication?
What would I need to do
differently?

I sometimes
feel
completely
and totally
directionless.

By Bruce Whealton
June 22, 2009

Guidance – poem by Bruce Whealton">Guidance – poem by Bruce Whealton

Guidance

Hypnotic patterning
can be useful
and effective
as a language tool
for any poet.

Those who say
they cannot
be hypnotized
will be pleasantly
surprised
to discover
the way
a poem
can alter their
consciousness.

While hypnosis
is no different
than anything else,
we can learn
to create poems
that elicit
more intense
responses
from people...
using hypnosis
	we can do what it is
we do
	as hypnotists....
as poets...	and have
a greater		impact.

by Bruce Whealton
June 16, 2009

Poetry is hypnosis – poem by Bruce Whealton">Poetry is hypnosis – poem by Bruce Whealton

Poetry is hypnosis

Poetry is hypnosis,
whose success
is measured
by its ability
to alter
one's consciousness -

and yet
not every good
poem will
create the same
trance in everyone...

sometimes it's the
reader's voice
and the empathy
between reader, poet
and listener.

June 9, 2009

Another Winter Haiku – by Bruce Whealton">Another Winter Haiku – by Bruce Whealton

Yes, this is out of season. It reads:

feeling numb
my face where
tears have frozen

Summer sounds of the night – Haiku – by Bruce Whealton">Summer sounds of the night – Haiku – by Bruce Whealton

Midnight outside
the dark silence
is loud

or

sounds of life
the night silence
is loud

Another old Haiku – poem by Bruce Whealton">Another old Haiku – poem by Bruce Whealton

Watching the sun set
in my eyes
in her eyes

or this variation

watching the sun set
in her eyes
in my eyes

Another Haiku – by Bruce Whealton">Another Haiku – by Bruce Whealton

In the moonlight
waves
from
waves

Another cold haiku – by Bruce Whealton">Another cold haiku – by Bruce Whealton

Silent winter night
the sound of waves -
the comfort of her arms.