Troubadour by John Drudge

To put aside
The passing moment
Beyond temptation
And the eager nature
Of desire
Trading fortune for toil
An umbilical
To the essence of our joy
Where our eyes
Welcome to the heart
The lost troubadour
And love leads
To revolutions against God
The touch of Eros
And agony
Impulses of nature
The burning point of passion
And the drinking down
Of one’s own
Slow dying

John works as a clinical social worker and is the president of a national disability management company. He holds degrees in Social Work, Psychology, and Rehabilitation Services and has studied philosophy extensively.  He is an avid traveler and a long-term student of the martial arts holding a 3rd degree black-belt in Kempo Karate. His diverse educational and experiential background gives him a broad base from which to approach many topics in his poetry. John currently lives with his wife and two children in Caledon, Ontario, Canada.