Red ants, black ants, yellow ones to. Some large some small. Building their own war.
Huge mounds with tunnels. Millions of you around. Watching how you change the ground.
What is your purpose? Only one we see is you eat the aphids that really annoy me. You are food for the flighted ones even the lizards with teeth.
But here you are beneath my feet. You bite me with no reason for sure.
If I stomp you many more will come look for you I am sure.
My land looks like tiny villages of mounds. With new property lines established by your armies you create.
Can you do me a favor and vacate.

Today the sun came back. No more storms. I miss the lightning we now lack.
  The desert is going to be in bloom again as the showers you shed feed the withering blooms.
The tortoise comes out, saw you early this day. Drinking the drops you laid.
The sand looks dry but only to the blind eye. As the water you shed is now hidden deep under the rock bed.
  We welcome your return. New storms that force us to learn, that life is a full circle in this harsh desert world.
For today I say farewell to the storms we had. But waiting for new ones to brighten this land.
Nashoba copyrighted 2017

Wet sand. Ocean waves. Frothy foam covering a grave.
Silence is deafening. Noise is silent. Crashing waves upon the ground I lay.
I've died today. Nothing left inside. I've died many times. Has nothing to do with sin.
I exist not live. No one understands this road. As death is complex and has many forms behold.
Each time I loose someone I love. I die again another part of being loved.
This part never returns to my body. It is permanent death, just another piece of my body.
  My heart is shattered in more ways than one. Broken in half by that very first one.
  I gave my heart to you. You broke it in more pieces than two.
Betrayal, was the start. Now I've learned how to protect what is left of my heart.
  I am still dead you see. But I still have the ocean to cleanse thee. You can't take that from anyone. You made me hollow and I thought we were having fun.
I'm not the only one you betrayed. Others before my day. Ones beyond the years we were. All the same results, nothing but a bunch of broken mirrors.
  I know you have no heart left at all. Reality is you had none when we had it all.
One day your children will see what a messed up father you set out to be. God protect them from you. As you are not pure or free of evil I know this for sure.
Nashoba copyrighted 2011

Lightning and thunder all around us today. Last night was amazing as the sunset into the warms oranges with a hue of grey.
We all watched loving the gifts of storm. Thunder bolts crashing down some purple some orange.
Boom as the clouds smashed together. Wind wailed on high making the leaves on the trees fly.
Strikes again. Thought of fleeing to the inside deep within. Mesmerized with the lights I stayed as long as I could wait.
Rain poured as you brightened the sky. Ground rumble with the sounds of joy.
What a storm you gave last night. We see you preparing to hide the light.
Let it rain, let it rumble. Grab your marker and streak the sky again. Thank you for the blessings from above. Creator within.
Nashoba copyrighted 2017

I walked with you in the rain. The only one who was able to understand that game.
Game you said. Others were sad. But you were the one that gathered it all in your head.
Life is short each second counts you see. Finding happiness in the simplest of things this is what life was met to be.
We both traveled many lonesome roads. Darkness inside us that we couldn't leave alone. It chased us both. Made us run faster than we should.
But only you truly understood.
Now the blessings of the rain to walk hand in hand cleanse all those fears.
Thankful for finding you. May our love continue to last through and through to the end of our years.
Remember the rain the laughter we share. Many more blessings are coming for us to share.

Mystery in my night. Have seen you once, a pair of you.
I wait for the night to hear your sounds, venture out into the deep hot sand.
Where are you. Hoo hoo I hear you again. I call to you wait a moment, your not silly, knowing not for a single moment I am an owl.
I only wish to see your beautiful face, so white and bold, you truly have my mind on hold.
To watch you fly wings span so far into the sky.
Seems like you touch the moon. I only want to soar with you.
Your safe here with us, no fear of hunters here. Trust me each night, as I shall protect you here.
Come again beautiful one. I find peace and comfort watching you each night.
Nashoba copyrighted 2017

Draw the line between sadness and depression. Which is it today? As I can not see beyond this grey.
Loss, pain, memories of it all. Memories of them haunt within.
Today I thought if life carried beyond maybe I could go be with all of them. No guarantees. Not a sure bet you see. I don't gamble well. Therfore I will continue to live in this hell.
No medications, no shrink talk makes these feelings resolve they just continue to rise to the top.
I balance my life on a narrow walking beam. Grasping onto hope that one day this will all be glee.
I've never tried to take my own life. As I have always felt that the end results would be more hell in the after life.
I walk around as if I am a zombie. No emotions come out. No sign of happy. It's not that I want to be here in this state. There is no way to escape.
I look for beauty in all that is around. I find some form of peace by laying on this hard ground.
I feel the spirit that all has inside. I allow the energy to find me bring me alive.
A process for life. A struggle many have. I know I am not alone. I am glad.
Nashoba copyrighted 2017