Gurgles and steam; coffee brewing
In an unkept home

Meatless young elbows jarring from
Open, wind capturing clothes

Dirt stained into soft kneecaps
Where the light wrinkles arise

The unseen preying of grays
Onto the young bright mother of May

The photographs freeze her
Before her gentle demise

Spritzing water spews softly sizzling
Few nozzles survived garage winter

The dampening sun-
Mosquitos ate at all, leaving none

Sweet tangerine smells
Swatting of fruit flies from the treasure
Once was held

The moon illuminates
Peaceful strides-

Soft cats' gentle rides

The wind whistles to me
As how sunlight once called me "free"

Calm creeking pines
Remnants of sensibility in my kind

A meadow
A brook

I keep my pen and my fishing hook

If freedom was a part of us
Rooted deep within our souls
Why don't we scream loudly like thunder
To vanquish these ignorant foes
But these chains abide around us
We see but do not speak
These walls between our neighbors
Serve as political referees

Celebrate your celebratory crazes
As you break free of the reins
Of sensible ideation
May I control not what you do
Nor what you say to your unlike kind

I only regard from my peaceful hill
The burning flames grace below me in thrill
Bow I may do, surrendering myself, but not unto you
I will only smell the grayish smoke blues

Troublesome muse

Your crazed demands
Couldn't phase the moon
In their eyes

You've never seen
Some true autodidacts

Venturing heuristic minds

The smoke at 3 o' clock
Billows softly with your kind

Pre-wired ideals tax
Only the few who will see its crime

"Why" is your enemy
"Just how it is"
Is your afternoon wine

How could anyone be so blind?

When the dusk skies’ moon
Finds us creeping through the night
Might I take your hand
A gentle grasp with mine
And pray to our God above
That the moonlight won’t catch us in time

Thieving:
Like an unearthed madman.

Prosperity of fools is sown
Graciously by demented sheep,

Deep through marshy soil

Until the sky spills and spews
Up through horrible craters

Which the madman made the sheep sow
Subconsciously and unknown