Floyd Crenshaw


That Great Faith - Poem by Floyd Crenshaw

i am scared of commitment
of choosing a path
of staying a course

life is not one river or road
but a delta
a lane less highway at rush hour
a race to some
vague idea,
that we have learned to believe
will be better than where we are now,
waiting
over the horizon

and whenever en route
i find myself feeling
that there are only

more cars, more water,
more water, more cars,

unidentifiable dead ends,
off ramps to bad neighborhoods,
global warming
and drought
to evaporate us all
into
nothingness again.


Comments about That Great Faith by Floyd Crenshaw

  • Rookie Delilah Miller (5/31/2008 3:12:00 PM)

    I agree with David, and I don't think it's sad at all. If life is all about choices, what's the real sum total, if you don't believe in some kind of heaven? It's a more of buffet, after all...

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  • Rookie David Desantis (4/11/2008 10:28:00 AM)

    wow man. This is my new favorite. The poem really hits a home run with the 'more cars, more water' part. Very radioheadesque (Report) Reply

  • Rookie LOVEFOOL Aka (4/1/2008 10:35:00 AM)

    So very true so very sad good write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, April 14, 2008


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