.

Trust

My life unfolds
as time goes by.
Some days I laugh.
Some nights I cry.

I yearn for peace,
as all folks do.
When stress prevails,
my doubts accrue.

Grim darkness lures
my peace and hope.
From deep inside,
I strain to cope.

Life’s peaks are tall,
its valleys low.
Confusion rules,
which way to go?

My soul bespeaks
security.
What guide will show
the way to me?

My spirit’s strong
but flesh is weak.
Without resolve,
the day is bleak.

Can’t trust in man.
He’s prone to fail.
When answers come,
resolve is frail.

As time dissolves,
words harbor fraud.
Deny the rest.
Trust full in God.

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R.M. Zimmerman is a poet based in North Carolina. He was born and raised in “the real Appalachia” and began writing poetry over 60 years ago. 

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15 Responses

    • R M Zimmerman

      Hi Peg.

      You’re welcome and thank you. I’m pleased you like the message.

      Reply
    • R M Zimmerman

      Hello Paul.

      That is a form I created years ago. It is called CUBE16.
      4 lines per stanza (with abcb rhyme)
      4 syllables per line
      4 stanzas per CUBE16
      The Cubes can be stacked.

      Thank you,
      Robert

      Reply
  3. Cheryl Corey

    A lovely poem of truthfulness and simplicity. The Bierstadt provides beautiful imagery.

    Reply
  4. Roy Eugene Peterson

    Trust is precious and difficult to find on earth. Sometimes, like your poem, the greatest message is housed in clear rhythmic verse.

    Reply
    • R M Zimmerman

      Hi Peg.

      You’re welcome and thank you. I’m pleased you like the message.

      Reply
    • R M Zimmerman

      Hi Roy.

      I appreciate your positive response to my poem.

      (Please ignore the misplaced message. I need a lot of supervision)

      Robert

      Reply
  5. Susan Jarvis Bryant

    Robert, this is a timely poem that I am sure will resonate with many. I love its simplicity, its honesty, and its heartfelt message… a message that holds the key to inner peace in turbulent times. Thank you for beaming a ray of golden light from the shadows of our troubled world.

    Reply
    • R M Zimmerman

      Thank you, Susan. To quote Bob Dylan, “The Times They Are a Changin’. ” Inner peace is something many people are not experiencing these days. I am grateful for your kind words.

      Robert

      Reply
  6. Norma Pain

    Trust is such a little word with a huge important meaning. Thank you for this poem Robert, with its message of truth and hope.

    Reply
  7. R M Zimmerman

    Thank you, Norma.

    I appreciate your words. In these days, there are few we can trust. Trust is a rare commodity.

    Robert

    Reply
    • R M Zimmerman

      Hi Cheryl.

      I grew up in the area dominated by strip mines and gob piles. Geographically, it was within a few miles of the WV and OH border. The small village I grew up in had streets and alleys paved with cinders. Familiar smells were hydrogen sulfide and sulphur dioxide.

      Thank you,
      Robert

      Reply

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