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Keith W Fletcher Jun 2020
Love trusts
the way water will trust
the path thru hill and Valley
around Rocky turns
and that is how
a river is born

so that people who love
have loved
Will Be Loved
and will be remembered... ...forever
Like those  Sunday drives
and evening walks
for that is the kind of love
that keeps water flowing
keeping in its wake
so many  flowers growing ...
...always growing!
Just  love pure. so you can
live and breathe and grow!
Keith W Fletcher Jun 2020
she truly  loved him
His name was George
she watched him spin
in elliptical gyrations
rising higher than ever
she watched him go
shearing off the turn light
before flying
pedal perfect
through the shield
then to fall....under the wheels
stopping the monstrous advance
Oh God ! she thought as she watched
what a grand departure friend
A Tribute to
the partnership we did forge
I really loved our time together
she whispered past flowing tears
good-bye my friend...my bike...
..my hero named GEORGE!
Keith W Fletcher May 2020
Lunacy  zigs and zags...
...across time and history
like crudely sewn patches
On the knees ...
...of childhood dreams !
Keith W Fletcher May 2020
a trace of me (will be)
moving on
powerless  ( against)
the rising tide
pouring over me (as I am)
washed out ( where )
nothing is nothing ( and )
totally incomplete (is)
the inevitable outcome
that led me .....
right from the start
in futile search (I am )
gone without notice
facing a future ( of )
expanded consciousness
even in the garden of inspiration
dark days
color my  world
Chemicals (keep)
burning bridges
been here before
beyond the boundaries
beyond a dream
standing at the edge of tomorrow
( wondering )
Do I even exist ? (is)
my collection of rejections
my alpha and my omega (has)
the restless rider (been)
resurrected
rising above
spinning a timeless tale (along)
the fine line
echoes of my silent world (across) 
the valley of infinity (so)
whats the difference
where do I fit in ?
I am but flesh and bone
Human
hoping I never find me
Evolving
every way I can
drawn in - dragged out (now)
Dialing back in  (to what is)
A Different world today
Aa couple dozen poems from my list to become ( maybe) a self published collection
Keith W Fletcher Apr 2020
When you are rich
it must come with the fear
that one day you will awake
to find it did all disappear

So the advantage to me  
I was blessed to be born poor
I can give.away all that I've got
then go out and earn more

Not saying it's what one should do
just a thought to allow that bell to ring
Those times I can't afford something I want
wanting not needing then it's just a thing
A wifi modem issue caused a delay as I was penning this so to any who read or experienced an incomplete text....my deepest apology. Thank you.
Keith W Fletcher Apr 2020
there are those that claim
that you - no you!- no you are to blame
so what is the truth?
when it really comes to be
that which was ignored..
...may have cost more
than anyone of us....
....you or I could afford

For power is often salacious
to those most most perverse
intent on halting all progression
putting the gears into reverse
meeting lawful non-conformance
with overbearing aggression
for them - any question becomes resistance
and reason for unreasonable oppression

long before ever existed our constitution
when Kingly whims were sacrosanct
John Adams spoke of that to come
as a nation of laws - not of men
And that would be great if only twer true
for so often these days and times
they don't apply to I and I
only to you and you.    

I am who you must obey  until you become I - YOU have naught to say
you must comply -you must...
"YOU MUST OBEY!
...WHAT EVER I SAY FOR YOU youyouyou to do ! you must do!"

You may have been lucky enough to claim
Wasn't here ...didn't make the rules
meaning that I'm not... I'm not... I'm not to blame
I see no unjust inequality here ... being done to you
don't blame me because I'm not you
and we are not the same
  just submit and obey ... do whatever is said
by the mini- Kings of the day
until comes that time
when there are no more"yous" to abuse
the gun barrel... seeks out a new target stance
if then and only then
my friend... you realize
what many of us already do
that as a nation of laws..
... not of men
if all men "created equal" really is true
we are all the same ...who do we blame
for having not a clue...not realizing
that we are US And I am you?
Keith W Fletcher Mar 2020
I do not have the time to unwind
or to help you unwind
the words you , chose to say
and at this point it doesn't matter
as soon as I rise up
from this layer of paint your wide brush left me under
I will depart as to start moving on
Beyond whatever it was we had.
Or thought we had...... Which is what
I truly find
makes it doubly sad


I have no plans
to read you chapter and verse
throw a fit or leave in an angry Huff
I figure I'll do something far far worse
by donning that all too familiar
grimacing and yet
remorseful smile
as truly
its the right thing to do
not my fault if that
is so much worse
than being assaulted by vile curse
so sorry...
but that's just not my style

I know you regret your thoughtless word
upon thoughtless word
as much as I regret having heard
sadly though ,life has no refresh button
allowing reset back to a place
before the damage occured .so I say   peace to you my wayward friend
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