Destiny Maybe

Destiny Maybe

Can’t seem to carry a tune
While tapping out
Counterpoint rhythms
And chords on my
Out of tune guitar
So easily done
In years gone by
Youthful memories

Very difficult
While fighting the
Inevitable
Encroaching
Tide of decline and
Senility

Is it better to wage
A losing battle
Or allow oneself
To flounder

Does it really matter
When society’s
Foundations
Have devolved
Worm-ridden
Caricatures
Dissolving under
Our feet

Of value to
No one
Or
Destiny
Maybe

–LE – 9/20/25

La Guitarra Abstract –LE – Ink (Micron pens) on paper 8×8″

6 responses to “Destiny Maybe”

  1. I can relate to your words here, Liam. I have arthritis in most of my joints, not crippling, just painful a lot of the time. I hope it never gets bad enough to keep me from painting.
    Sometimes because of it, and other health issues, I don’t see the point of keeping on. But so far, I still do. Some time ago, my husband stopped doing things that made him hurt or feel uncomfortable. And now, he’s paying for it.

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    • Fortunately, even though I’m sure that old ‘arther’ is affecting me a bit, it’s my inability to keep my hands steady and still while painting or writing for that matter, that give me pause. Since arriving in Tucson in ’19, I’ve ridden about 200 miles less each year since then. That year, I put 2000 miles on my bike. No, I have no intention of giving that up any time soon… But the poem expresses where my meditations and logic sometimes take me…; -)

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