Dusk to Dawn

Things do not change; we change. - Thoreau

thinking i'm strong-willed and clever

i draw lines in the sand of my mind

using words like "always" and "never"

reneging tides ebb and flow

presumptuous winds blow

along with "ifs" and "buts"

invading my resolve

lines start moving

deceiving

believing

ill-conceiving

reconceiving

redrawn

disappeared and gone

next thing i know

dusk is dawn

Author's Note

“Only that day dawns to which we are awake." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Ruth]

That space in time where reflection isolates and demands attention spans forever so it seems, I so felt and understand that within this poem and just as some miniscule conclusion is approached, those pesky "ifs" and "buts" rudely invade and cause chaos to a hard worked for order of mind...why must clouds envelop sunbeams at times ey...brilliant piece dear Pete, stay well :)

[Pete]

it is quite amazing, the strongholds we erect in our lives and minds only to have them torn down sometimes in but the blink of an eye but some unforeseen event. we mustn't get too comfortable. thoreau was right, keeping things simple is a good recipe for life. happiness to me these days is a sunrise/sunset or a trip down to the park by the harbor. maybe a quick conversation about nothing with someone i encounter ... :)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

The mind can truly be influenced by outside forces making its resolve and ethics malleable to its nature. When wrongs are suddenly seen as rights. Where lie becomes truth. Free will is not always free. A powerful message my friend.

[Pete]

like the old saying, "never say never" ' don't i know it these days. thanks for sharing thoughts on the matter... :)