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I’m in line on the runway waiting to take flight. Not sure where I’ll be landing or what the weather will be like. Will I reach my destination? Will I get up off the ground? Will I slowly make my way or will I reach the speed of sound? Will I seek out self-destruction and contribute to my own demise? Will I believe in all I hear or what I see with my own eyes? Will my life be good to me?
Will I grow up strong?
Or will I be proven right for what I knew all along?
‪Her memories are fading‬
‪Her children are all grown‬
‪But they cannot be bothered‬
‪And the house is not a home‬
‪She wonders where the time has gone‬
‪And what still lies ahead‬
‪When just today she had trouble ‬
‪Getting out of bed‬
Her husband has been dead for years
She looked to him for all
She had everything invested
But had no crystal ball
She was helpless, scared, and lost
And she paid a heavy cost
Just in order to maintain some balance
She was alive, but dead inside
With nothing to decide
It’s been years since she last cried
It’s like she’s in a fog without a forecast of it clearing
The seashell washed ashore
That rode in on the tide
Looking for a hermit crab
To seek shelter inside
A cover for protection
A most welcoming host
Then to head back to the ocean
And vanish off the coast
Come autumn, leaves fall
Many, not all
Making way for changes in time
The seasons blend in
They end and begin
When the wind stiffens up on a dime
The sky turns to gray
When winter comes way
In a fury, out on the line
Just on the cusp
With no one to trust
Like a villain, committing a crime
The shadow man
Is the man
Behind the saxophone
His cap is on
His cheeks are red
And hot ****, he’s in the zone!
Now shadow man
Has some fans
That came to watch the show
He plays with heart
He plays like art
And you know he plays with soul!
The shortest verse
May quench the thirst
Of a thousand tearless eyes
When loves reversed
My heart strings burst
And I don a fake disguise
One that smiles bravely
One that shows no fear
When inside all I can think about
Is how to disappear
The sun creeps over the horizon
Shines down on the sea
As if the sun were shy at first
Mixed in with curiosity
Yet, grows bolder with each moment
That goes passing by
Until finally, the sun is full in sight
Covering the sky
The sinner, is in her
On the ledge of a cliff
There was a time awhile back
When she could’ve flipped the script
But she caved and got swallowed up
By a Freudian slip
Showered her feelings
Till the very last drip
But when it was all said and done
She lay still in her crypt
The skies forgotten letters
The moon exposed at night
Bottle after bottle
Of afternoon delight
Frozen in the freezer
Cold, and blue in hand
Dancing with the devil
With my soul in high demand
I played music with my fiddle
Until the sun crept through the trees
Waiting on the skies forgotten letters
To put my mind at ease
I played and won my freedom
My soul was mine to keep
Until the day that I’m no longer
And the reaper comes to reap
You could almost see it coming
That existence ceased to be
A disenchanted moment
In a world of make-believe
Fireworks, explosions
Mother Nature’s wrath
Striking down upon us
Till we’re blown right off the map
The demolition of society
The one forgotten seed
That grew into an empire
Thirsting after greed
The beginning of the end
A fundamental flaw
Built inside the mind
To mimic what they saw
Through no fault of their own
In the wrong place and time
Subliminal manipulation
Taught to feel sublime
Avoiding all catastrophe
Laying only waste
No “welcome home”doormat to find
Only voids in time and space
I go to where geese are free to roam
Where peace sets in and sundowns glow
Where water glistens and flowers grow
A place I choose to call my home

I go to where the sky is gold
Where the trees lose leaves as they grow old
Fallen orange, brown, and leaves of red
A perfect place to lay your head
Through the sleeping branches
That shiver in the night
Shadows loom in unison
Despite the pale moonlight
Droopy leaves that dangle
Remorseful and contrite
Falling into spinning winds
Without putting up a fight
The garden flowers
Are fresh with dew
The morning air
Is sweet perfume
Just past the gate
The sun’s awake
Farewell to the sleeping moon
I grow naturally suspicious
When you sleepwalk past my heart
It’s my only inclination
That we’re growing far apart
Could be I’m just paranoid
To lose you to your dreams
I hope my inclination to your destination
Isn’t what it seems
You journey towards the window at night
A window I locked tight
So you don’t open up the latch
Attempting to take flight
Is this your subconsciouses doing
Should I be terrified to sleep
For fear of losing you to you
Am I protector of the weak
Are you a vessel for your demons
Are you at their beckoned call
Do they lift you up by angels wings
Just to watch you fall
I am not a savior
Barely a protector of myself
But I’ll battle with you until the end
If that’s any sort of help
I’ll brandish out my sword
I will wield my shield
I’ll listen to every single word
Until all has been revealed
Until all the evils gone
No more optical illusions
But the will to carry on
I close my eyes
I hear the sound
Of an in-tune violin
The music tells a story
From beginning till the end
One ballad in a symphony
That when heard
Can leave you speechless
Such wonder and amazement
You're left dizzy in a spin

Intoxicating harmonies
That sends chills down your spine
If you only stopped to listen
Who knows what you'll find
The highs, the lows
The somewhere in between
The vibration in your eardrums
Heard, but never seen

The sound permeates the air
It's essence so serene
More distinctive then a cello
More subtle than a tambourine
Much different than a bass guitar
It's classy and pristine

Soothing for the spirit
Woken from a dream
It's all that you could ask for
It's everything you need

A stolen point in time
Imagination freed
A vacation from our daily life
The air in which we breathe
A good piece of classical music can make your troubles seem trivial.
A sparkle in each other’s eyes
A glimpse of what’s to come
No matter how hard we try
It’s not for everyone
Seeking out what’s best for you
And what’s best for me
To live out the rest of our lives
In good company
Kiss me while we’re waiting
Watch my heart burst out and bleed
It’s only for a short time
Catch a glimpse eternally
Catch a glimpse eternally

Not to worry; I’m in no danger
As I drop down to my knees
Deaths just around the corner
For the rest of my eternity
Shed no tears, it’s only natural
There’s no hurry, there’s no need
I only hope the pain subsides
I think we could and would agree
I’ll just stand here and snap my fingers
Sustain my own philosophies
As I gather up the courage
To come to terms and find my peace
To come to terms and find my peace
It had gotten loose
The speckle bellied goose
That flew into the windshield of my car
He was knocked down with a jolt
A scene my eyes revolt
And now the goose walks proudly with his scar
Reminiscing of days past
Through broken frames
And shattered glass
The spectacle
The all too familiar scene
The twisting plot
My hopes and dreams
A chance to ask to be redeemed
If I only had the means
Meandering through social thought
Glasses fogged with steam
Taking in the panoramic view
The likes I’ve never seen
I wear the spring of evergreens
I’m clothed in desert sand
I trudge around the rainforest
With a machete in my hand
I bathe myself in Autumn rain
I steam on molten rock
I search the heavens and into space
Like the works of Galilei
I can’t help but to stare
The way it is you’re standing there
I don’t think it to be fair
To get pushed aside so ill-prepared
So I set adrift come mornings light
Until I’m beached along the shore
I’d crash my ship on to dry land
To see you just once more
Full moon lurking in the stark and desolate sky
Moonlight shining down on unsuspecting passers by
Moonbeams and serenades
The apple of my eye
Which can only lead to passion
In the stillness of the night
Along the straight and narrow road
That leads to better things
Wind pressing up against my back
While being pulled by strings
To the left, the great big ocean
To the right, the woods and trees
Traveling to my destination; home
Now somewhere in between
There’s a noodle in my strudel
A pastry light and brown
We don’t know how it got there
But was lucky it was found
To bite into my strudel
A surprise, you could tell
Could cause me to get sickly
But eventually get well
Buried in her study
She melted in the words
Of the book that she was reading
And was not to be disturbed
The outer world loomed too large
But the tiny print was small
In her own imagination
Her perception was it all
With all of her surroundings
Dripping down the walls
She held tight to her imaginary world
Doing anything to stall
I’d go to any measure
As not to hear you cry
Don’t think that I take any pleasure
In extended long goodbyes
I’d take you to wherever
Come rain or come shine
Splashing puddles in some crazy weather
The apple of my eye
Resting head on pillow
The sweetest lullaby
I could not revive
The sycamore tree
Sickened by disease
A tree that stood a hundred years
An entire century
It had succumb to a virus
That made it lose its leaves
And now the naked sycamore tree
Shivers with the breeze
The symbol of peace
An image of love
Flys with a purpose
About and above
A gentle sweet creature
When push comes to shove
Just admiring the beauty
Of a white feathered dove
Abundance and prosperity
Comforts built by smiles
Religion and conformity
Living in denial
Wears a mask of happiness
Shakes your hand in jest
Has a million new ideas
For you to invest
When you fail to see
The evil powers that be
They crack open your dome
Hid safe inside your home
And leave you there to die
Like garbage tossed aside
So be careful where you step
Speak your mind in depth
Speak clearly for the world to hear
No longer secrets kept
Now the world’s abuzz
We do what we must
To represent the working class
Predicated on their trust
Rising up to meet the snake
No need to make a fuss
But I stand; no longer sit
Through the grime and grit
Hands filthy even when washed
Shiny clean with spit
With terror in their eyes
Forces mobilized
Form a wall of blatant lies
And build it to the sky
Dare to make a scene
Working for the dream
They feed you on the television
Yet they know you sight unseen
Disregard the law?
They’ll be at your door
To lock you in a cage
Filling you with rage
The key got thrown away
That look upon your face
Tells of self defeat
And that the system can’t be beat
I bled from the thorn of a rose
Deep rooted in the garden it grows
It took me for a spell
I fainted, then fell
Flat on my face and my nose
Lost in the eyes of a tigress
No sudden moves to show fear
Mustn’t lose sight or eye contact
Praying that she’ll disappear
But there by the side of the tigress
A woman with light colored hair
And eyes just as intense as a tigress
Amazed by her beauty, I just stop and stared
He raised his glass to toast
In order to brag and boast
A ceremony to celebrate
An accomplishment achieved
A reached goal; a milestone
The spoils well received
After the speech
There came a roar
A rather loud applause
Victory!, victory!
The essence of the cause
Shot out of a gun
The race had now begun
Between the tortoise and the hare
Which didn’t seem quite fair
Although it was all in fun
They still fought to say they won
And bring home the title and the crown
As the fastest one around
Head held high, chest exposed
Proud enough to brag and boast
But all in good nature
A good time for all
A race for the ages
As they answered the call
Wrapped in diaphanous robes
and lush lavish lace
Soft as the skin on her beautiful face
****** and sensual are pleasures we seek
Bound not to tell, are the secrets we keep
Unless on the pillow, where the truth never lies
There’s more to what’s there, than meets the eye
I wrote an ugly verse
Could be bad, could be worse
It wasn’t well rehearsed
And wasn’t very good at first
But something told me to read it again
That is where my thoughts ascend
Into the stratosphere past Mars
Past the twinkling stars
Until it comes back around again
Stronger than before
Knocking at my door
Impossible to ignore
While letting out a gentle roar
This is where the plot digressed
In the ballroom, underdressed
Complete with cowboy boots and vest
Embarrassed, I confessed
I had written every word
After reading, I concurred
It was my handwriting in script
Which made me have to come to grips
As poetry spilled from out my lips
As I drift
        As I drift
There’s fear in the unknown
Of a seething unwell mind
Where the darkest part of shadows
Go inevitably to die
The umbra goes unnoticed
When the stars refuse to shine
Because the thoughts of unwell people
Cannot be considered crime
Tomorrow isn’t given,
It’s still a mystery
Did you make history?
Fill your every need?
Meet expectations and live way beyond your means?
Did you get traction?
Cultivate your biggest dreams?
Bring together everything?
It’s not as easy as it seems.
Do you talk the talk?
Or just shoot the breeze?
I’m very polite, so I say “thank you” and “please”
“God bless you” when you sneeze
It’s just the little things
My teams’ the Heat,
Got 3 NBA championship rings
It lets me rejoice, makes me wanna sing.
Spread out my arms,
Take off like as if I had wings.
Fly to far off places,
Jump as though I had springs.
A culmination, a little  bit of everything.
That’s just how I roll,
It’s how I make the green.
I see dollar signs, makes the girlies wanna scream.
It’s my mission, high tech ingenuity.
Sometimes I watch tv
Maybe pick up a book and read.
It clears up my mind,
Allows my brain to breathe.
It’s not the brightest,
But it’s illuminating.
Like a marionette,
My body’s attached to strings.
Beat it like Micheal Jackson,
Show off all the bling.
I’m universal, from Broward County to Beijing.
Look how far I’ve come
From a peasant,
To becoming the undisputed king.
He was quiet as a mouse
Trying not to wake his spouse
His lovely wife, Mary Lou Lorain
He tiptoed down the hall
Avoiding every wall
Trying to investigate the strange and unexplained
He was swallowed by the light
On that fateful night
And poor Mary Lou will never be the same
He was taken very far
By something that was not a car
It must’ve been
A spaceship or a plane
He was ******* and restrained
He felt awful and in pain
And he couldn’t even remember his own name
He did remember his spouse
That he left inside the house
But that’s about as much as he retained
Where he was, it wasn’t clear
But he knew that he felt fear
So he made a wish, shed a tear, and prayed
Art depicts the unreality
The imagination runs amuck
The focus and the mindset
You’d hate to interrupt
A stroke of paint on canvas
Gives a sense of sweet release
And by the time it takes to finish up
You’ve found your inner peace
Baring all for you to see
Underneath a shaded tree
I look at you
You look at me
There’s instant fire; chemistry
We ****** at the upmost peak
There are no words to say
No words to speak
Just fireworks
And the urge to keep
Every memory
From now
Until eternity
Toilet paper dwindling
Not enough to share
No longer is it within my reach
To wipe my derrière

Toilet paper is most craved, an object of desire; you need three yards on curry night when your backside goes on fire.    

If no paper is available
I recommend you spritz
Because no one likes a ***** ***
After someone.....
Your act is a ventriloquist
Your puppet mimics what you say
Except when you go silent
Leaving all in dismay
You practiced until perfection
You two became as one
No longer just a dummy
Doing it for fun
Climbing the vine
I’m resigned to align
For an unknown conclusion
No one alive can describe
Will I vanish for good?
Will my soul fly to space?
Into the ether
Fade away, get replaced?
I’ll climb up for answers
Until the stalk ends
In hopes of inclusion
In the broader scope; lens
Floating dander and loose pollen
Scattered in the brush
Daylights fleeting moments
Spreading pixie dust
Purple flowers settle down
In fields of sacred trust
Where mice run to seek shelter
And hide away their husk
And where birds snuggle in their nest to rest
In the waning orange dusk
They run the tightest ship in Brunswick
The warden sees to that
Never one to say too much
Gossip, talk, or chat
He just goes about his business
Marking off his chart
Making sure that every inmate
That each one does his part
The single, the one, the last
Hasten to join the dance
Not letting go; swaying to and fro
To the sound that’ll keep you in a trance

The sole survivor; the last to leave
The super trooper that bobs and weaves
The lonely path of freedoms stay
And it wouldn’t want it any other way
The wilted flower
That reeks of gloom
Never had its choice to choose
Only memories of a forgotten youth
Remembering the first time it bloomed
On a summers day, late afternoon
Cheered on by the grass and dew
And from the soil from whence it grew
With dreams of stars and lit up moon
The flower dies to escape the truth
And takes with it everything it knew
The wilted flower
Cries for rain
To give it life
To ease its pain
No guilty pleasures
Only disdain
To pierce the dirt
From which it came
And rise out to
A sunny day
Where light burns bright
And life remains
Tried and true
In natures way
To live on for
Another day
‪Moonlit night without a switch‬
‪To dim the light that stirs the witch ‬
‪With her broom and cat in tow‬
‪She flies away to parts unknown ‬
‪And with wicked laughter ‬
‪She leaves her wake‬
‪As she races on till daybreak ‬
‪Then disappears behind the moon‬
‪Not a second gone too soon‬
What loving proof, is deemed unfair
If you danced away like Fred Astaire
No timing, rhyming, or cold stare
Can equally compare

The anguish if I lost you; dear
From the once conqueror of fears
Holding on to memories, Then ****, it disappears

We could reminisce when we grew old
To way back in the day
Together, holding hands
From Brooklyn to the Bay

The cost is just a fraction
Of the amount that I would pay
To reach our love’s conclusion
If only for a day

You always tried to encourage me
When my head was in the clouds
And if our love became complacent
There was laughter to be found

You always kept me guessing
With your flare for life itself
I thought about confessing
The hand that I was dealt

It’s impossible to recreate
The pictures frame by frame
No time to rush, no time to waste
Our love could never fade

We set it free into the universe
With a message soft and pure
It traveled on an unknown course
But it was too hard to ignore

It’s mission to connect the dots
Of love and hates demise
It would appear you put me on the spot
Through a lame disguise

The gift of love in ones grasp
Will surely slip away
Don’t focus on the  memories of past
When there’s still some time today

A way to compensate your fears
A way to feel redeemed
To spend the duration of my life
With the woman of my dreams
The world ends
Waiting to advance
To the next installment
Into the grand expanse
Or with the halt of motion
Conquered where we stand
Or sent into oblivion
Swept up off the land
Regardless of our standing
We’re stripped of upper class
And praying to the heavens
That this too shall pass
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