Tuesday, December 14, 2021

Make Your Mark by Robert Pegel

Even a massive tree
can be uprooted.
We are specks in the universe.
So humble yourself.
Pride cometh before the fall.
And we are at the mercy 
of it all.
Shudder at the sight of a lost soul,
paper cup in hand,
panhandling at a red light
in traffic.
The world can do better.
When we’re not flowing 
in positive motion,
life has become static.
Need a plan
to expand our horizon.
Suffering in silence is
no longer an option
when the daily grind 
has left you numb.
You were born to explore
the world and all its wonder.
Trailblaze and make your mark.
When it’s over and done life is 
close to a lark.
Half our days waking
another half sleeping.
Sleepwalking doesn’t work anymore.
Can’t hide from what you feel
or run from what you know.
Explode into the stratosphere
in an immersion of truth. 





Robert Pegel is a husband and father whose only child, his son Calvin, passed away almost five years ago.  Calvin was 16 and died in his sleep of unknown causes.  Robert writes

poetry in a search for meaning.  He hopes to transform his pain and grief to something positive. 

Robert graduated from Columbia University where he majored in English. 

He has been published in The Galway Review, Lothlorien Poetry, Ariel Chart, The Pangolin Review, Trouvaille Review, As Above So Below, Bluepepper, Unique Poetry, Adelaide,

Grand Little Things and others.  He has work forthcoming in Resurrection Magazine, Goat’s Milk and Mason Street.

Robert lives in Andover, NJ with his wife, Zulma and their Min Pin dog, Chewy. 

 





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