From somewhere deep inside the circle
We come upon a special place
There is no harm in staying there
We can take our leave without a care

It happens all the time you know
And takes just a moment to notice it so
Takes more time to really care
But life is something we can truly share

The circle of life reflects on our time
And spins up new moments for us to find
We struggle with the trials that we all have to face
Our time is short and not to waste

We're caught in the vortex of the hands of time
The wheel turns round and we stand on its rim
The world goes by as we spin through space
Looking for a place we can truly fit in

“The wheel is turning and you can’t slow down
You can’t let go and you can’t hold on
You can’t go back and you can’t stand still
If the thunder don’t get you then the lightning will” -- From the song titled "The Wheel" on the album titled "Garcia" featuring Jerry Garcia of the Grateful Dead

The dust of time** rains down in swirls
Above the roiling sand it whirls
Riding the wave of a desert breeze
It rises up high just to seize the sky

The dust of time, it drifts and it dreams
Clouding the vision of all that would see
It parches the throat and boggles the mind
Breaks down the walls that we cannot climb

The dust of time is all in our minds
The measure of moments perhaps not defined
The meaning is lost at the edge of the stage as
The winds of change work to sweep it away

The dust of time is all that we have
It marks each moment as we strive to get past
It rains down on us in a glorious hue
Clings to us here in all that we do

The dust of time is all that we are
Just tiny grains to set us apart
We’re here for an instant and gone in a day
The winds of our season will blow us away

There is nothing beyond the moment we know
No start, no finish, just the now that we hold

The end is but a supposition
A juxtaposition over the current moment

I thought for a moment there could be no time
But that concept turned into eternal rhyme

Often I come upon a lost loose end
I try to trace it back to the start if I can

There is no start to the beginning of time
No end to the moment we’d like to let go

I continue to search for the beginning and end but
The circle is closed; they’re one and the same

So this is the end of this little thought
A great beginning to take off again

Hang on to the moment; the first and the last
Ride on the wave and never look back

The moment is tiny yet grand in scope.
It’s all that we have but riddled with hope.
The point of the arrow is sharp and true,
Threading its way through the expanding view.

It’s the only time we’ve ever had,
The only thing we we can hang on to.
Building our space around each new moment,
Time is woven into magical dreams.
With nothing left but the threads that we weave,
The tapestry unfolds for us to believe.

This somewhat epic poem translates in defiance based on real life and my struggle against illicit authority.

“Ever since I was a small child, I've had this feeling - it's in my nature, and so it's not even pretentious - that if everyone's going one way, I will go the other, just by some kind of spirit of defiance.” – Charlotte Rampling

Moody lips scratch at the pain
Can’t resist the chance for a wholesale change
Settling down, I wait for the train
There’s nothing to miss like this time again

I seek the battle they say I can’t win
I fight for the right to begin anew
Twisted around in the tale that I wrote
Entranced in the time it took to write

We forge a fantasy and try to rise
My side is the best of a half-chanced world
Let me resist, holding fast in the night
Got to get back where I left the light

My sight grows dim in the pale moon glow
I rise to the edge of the walls that you raised
Over the top, I fly away
Beyond your moat’s where I like to play

Dragons sail through a cloudy sky
Nothing can get in my way right now
My cheeks are frozen in a rosy hue
It’s only the rest that I want to do

Blithering idiot, get out of my way
Don’t set your soul to such passing fate
Rattle the cage and set yourself free
Toss off the chain you’re taught to believe

Complete this phrase with your ****** words
Trace your shadow and set it aside
Grieve for the moment you let slip by
You’re caught in a whirlwind, caught on the fly

Collect bygone moments and try to
Tear down that wall and set it to rest
The best we have is a spoonful of time
Take your regret and salt it away

Spin the yarn that you spin so fine
Deliver the blow that blows me away
You can’t stop me now and you never could
I won’t sit down and let it get by

You pass my time in an abstinent way
I test you with answers you can never know
You’re caught in the pang of your own little show
Your dream can’t contain me from passing on by

Your heart is a stone and your head is like bread
Your magic got sold for a stitch in the quilt
I’ll never believe the tale that you told
I’ll rewrite the scene and scatter your dreams

Build up a house the only way that you know
Leave me alone, I’ll build my own house
Don’t bring me down with your rancid dream
I am the man you can’t understand it seems

Break your own rules or set them aside
Leave me to try on my own if you dare
Don’t get caught in your miserable state
Forgive yourself and don’t you be late

The pain on my lips cannot resolve
The fear in my mind you happen to cause
Your wall it too high and your mote too deep
You can’t see the plain for the mud on your feet

You trample the facts with your own stupid dream
I am left all alone, do you know what I mean?
We’re lost in the maelstrom that you cannot see
My point is a line that you cannot read

Putting words to pen is how I contend
The lasting phrase I chose to arrange
Time cries short for the longing we have
There is no room to play it again

Lost in the moment, riding the wave
Treasured thoughts give way to tireless dreams
I’ll measure my time and measure it well
No one can see the me that I am

You think that you know what is best for me
You haven’t the eyes to know my state
I cast you away for the freedom I need
My heart bleeds thoughts that are measured in glass

You are a broken man with a broken mind
Still you try to define my world
I won’t step back and I won’t stand by
Settle your debt with some other guy

Caught in the dream, I can only wait
Severing the bonds for a great escape
The clatter of hooves on the hard stone floor
Leave me with haunts of the evermore

Building a mansion is not easy here
To cast a shadow one must have light
There is no glow in your gloomy depths
I leave you right now with your own regrets

The timekeeper riddles the path of this line
Taking away one day at a time
I can’t get them back, there is no reason
Your actions, to me, feel a lot like treason

You cannot stop me now from being who I am
Your can of worms is not my can
The worms are long and slither around
The berms of your mote are all but sound

I never recalled such a troublesome mote
I will dig you a ditch and settle the debt
You can’t stop my mind from deliberate rhyme
You can’t give back the time that you took

I will not give up, will not step back
You can’t have me, I am not your pawn
Protect your king if you think you can
But don’t attend me with your bruising mind

There are no thoughts like the thoughts that I have
There is no peace like the peace that I know
Biding my time on the castle walls
I push you away just to watch you fall

There is no room for a second chance
The light of the stars leaves me glowing for more
I take my path with a grain of salt,
And pepper the measured insightful dream

I will fly while you sit there watching the breeze
Unsure of yourself, you’re weak in the knees
I cannot regret the place where I stand
Your shoes are too small to see where I am

You’ve broken the pact with your eyes so blind
Can’t see the facts that you’ve locked inside
The truth rings true and you stand much to lose
I will walk gaily by, singing a translucent tune

Born in the wind of a course moon light
Saddled the horse just to get it in stride
Tempted the fates with a bottle of truth
Caught myself falling and withstood the test

Trying to see all the things that you bring
I’m left wanting for more, I’m dressed in rags
For heaven’s sake don’t get in my way
You’ll regret yourself even more in a day, or two

Pretend to know when you act it all out
Savor this moment you live in your dream
Imagine your thoughts are a river of steel
Just don’t let them cost more than what is real

There’s truth in the matter you choose not to see
Believing your delusion is all that you have
I’d help if I could but why be rude
You’re lost in yourself and that could last

Obsession is just the face of the facts
Memories are bound to the fading rain
Splitting a hair with a duller knife
You’re lost on the wave of a deadly game

Built on the foundation of sand and clay
The earth it trembles, your house will sway
I cannot be mute, I tell it this way
Nothing can take this true feeling away

Down once again to my last working pen
I scribble at the lines just to make them rhyme
A message in time stops me dead in my tracks
I twist it around just to get to the facts

Dear reader: you know what to do with this prose
Just chase it around till it fits in your mind
Settle on back and leave it to flow as
The page comes alive for your very own show

I will not pretend or lead you astray
The cliffs they loom high but the path is wide
We shouldn’t get lost but maybe we may
It’s just an excuse ‘cuz I wrote it that way
 
The legend is true so take it in stride
It’s time to let go of the things you can’t hide
Perhaps you can plant your very own seed
Or maybe you’ll find some time to unwind

The words found in here are not all that clear
But out on the page they ring and they rhyme
The tale that they tell cannot be described
It’s all in your head or perhaps it’s in mine

Time wants to drift and wither away
So I just have to say what needs to be said
The story is mine but yours for a day
You’ve read to the end in your own special way

In a tender moment I looked on your face
That pageant surrounding your creative mind
I looked down so deep at the soul in your eyes
Then measured our chances with a few stolen glances

Another long look into your mirror
Left me wondering what you might see
The trials and endeavors, the nows and whenevers
Are pleasant reminders of what we might be

We’re caught in the whirl of a magnetic grip
Time rolls away as it dashes our fate
The spring and the winter, the summer and fall
Are naught but the seasons we live in our dreams

Content with the motion of this little dance
We step off the edge and into the abyss
Time looses meaning as we tumble on in
Our passion is bleeding as we sway in the breeze

The Master’s Hand does craft me so
The Master Plan I do not know
The meaning of this Grand Design
Remains a Figment in my mind

I'm reposting this because I want to ask a question about rhyme. I'm wondering if there's a specific name for the type of rhyme taking place in the last two lines of the poem (e.g. steep and keep). I don't think this qualifies as an "internal rhyme" but what do I know? I just know I do it a lot and I'm wondering if there's a name for it. Thanks for any insight on this.

Rummaging around through a pile of scraps
I found a hat and an old pair of shoes.
A can of paint is always welcome.
I just need a brush and a sliver of canvas.
Here in my world I look for an answer
But first I need to know the question.
I’ll let it go by without a mention
And dance with my muse while you wait for a chance.
The cost of some magic can be very steep but
I’ll  pay the whole price and keep what I need.

The spirit of the day just came to me
She stood right beside as I typed this line
Her message was clear and timing sublime
She left me with meaning in the nick of time

Caught in her rapture, happy and free
I’m so blessed to write it all down can’t you see
The tiny measures of sight that she brings
Are woven in lines across the page

There’s just enough time to get me on by
The hope that I have is to dream it and fly
The words they do wander out onto the stage
And leave me right here to ponder this day

To measure this moment is all well and good
Makes me feel happy as I know it should
I can’t stop the music from becoming a song
The time is ripe so I’ll just sing along

Here beneath the ground
Cool water flows all around
Roots reach down to drink

With the wind, leaves are playing
In daylight slowly fading

The life of a tree is a thing to behold
From sprouts into forest they slowly unfold
The buds try to reach for an early spring
While leaves do announce a season of green

Autumn colors are a sight to be seen
In winter the branches stretch bare to the sky
Stable and firm the roots they reach down
Looking for water far deep underground

Caught in a moment of standing so tall
They brace in the wind and seldom fall
Born in the magic of a summer breeze
Nature paints life with the rustling of leaves

Content to live in the moonlight
Accepting the offering as it comes along
Feeling our way through the dark of night
Spilling our thoughts out over the page
We render the fat to make a candle
And drift though the eyes of its flickering glow
The measures we take and
The memories we make
Are caught in the fire of divine escape
There is no thought of getting it wrong
It’s all about the time that it takes
To get it right and carry on
Time is the tempest but
Life is our song

I took one step, one little step
Along the path I chose to travel
My mind was turned
To the thoughts I’ve learned
The gravel churned beneath my feet

The foggy path concealed my view
Just one more stride into the mist I stepped
I came upon a quiet place
And set myself down
By a jog in the road

I didn’t come here to while away
But rather I came to sit and pray
The words flowed out in a river of tears
The fog answered back
And a seed was sown

Never a fear nor even a shout
Just a quite moment to now write about
I picked up my feet and set to the trail
My prayer was answered
As I stepped through the veil

Drawing on the concrete wall
Images begin to crawl
Thoughts revolve
Feelings fall
Like raindrops
Singing
Making pictures
Echoes there upon the wall

Chalk and fury
Little flurries
Tempered moments
Passing by
Illusions screaming
Memories leaving
Little scars
Across the wall

Drenched in color
A moving glow
Descends into this
Hallowed hall
Intentions growing
Little meanings
Leaving time
There on the wall

Growing older
Nights are colder
Looking back
Through what has been
Thoughts dissolving
Days gone by
Dreams left sleeping
Seeping deep into the wall

I love this song on the radio.
But why do I feel so bad?
The tune it makes me very happy
But then again, so sad.

Here in the car, the speakers pour
That melody in my ears.
The song is sweet, I love the beat
But what’s with all these tears?

We listened there from the very front row.
It made you happy just to watch the show.
I was all entranced as your eyes romanced
The minstrel on the stage.

You were very pleased and that pleased me.
I simply loved to see you happy.
The music still rings round my brain
And takes me back to better days.

The song’s still neat but now you’re gone.
I’m in this seat just driving on.
The tune evolves into a smile
So I turn it up and sing awhile.

Deep down inside
Thoughts do collide
And spill out onto the page.

The memories they chase
Are naught but a dream.
The picture they paint
Is not what it seems.

Real or imagined
The feelings stand true.
Reason compels us
To do what we do.

Beyond the horizon
A future takes shape.
The visions entice
But our thoughts must suffice.

The gift of this moment
Is passing away.
The next one may bring us
Another hard day.

Or maybe we’ll find
A reason to stay
And dream up a chance
To have it our way.

Twisting around
In the pool of our thoughts,
The dreams and the memories
Help us get lost.

The heart of the matter
Is what we must see.
Believing in magic
Is how it should be.

Torrential rains fall to the plains
Enough to fill a bucket with drops
The wind it blows them all around
But can’t stop those drops from falling down

What is the question? Who did it ask?
Where is the moment most recently lapsed?
Time will tell and mend it around
Nothing can pass for a siren’s sound
What do we have when we see the light?
Memories we weave in the dead of night
Driven by the wind and the soaking rain
We’re lost on the page which should soon turn again
Scattered to the only habit we know
Measuring the trance without a glance
Trapped in the meaning
Caught on the stage
Time ticks away and we’re left in a state
All that we know is the vision we have so
We do what we can just to take a step back

I was trapped in your time and lost in your space
There was never a moment that we didn’t embrace
Our tears turned to laughter and then back to tears
Our fears led to silence in the waning of years
The moment got past us then slipped out of sight
The memories must last us, they’re all that we have
The bridge that we crossed was burned in the night
And the passion we lost chased us out past the light
We came to the crossroads where our souls they did part
Your face in the mirror defied a new start
I’m caught in the chaos of your lasting refrain
It was such a disaster, when we stepped off that train

I looked inside my old beaten chest
While wishing I might find a miracle there
My thoughts rang as deep as the waters can rise
The measured memories were not disguised

I looked for the treasure, the silver and gold
The crown and the pleasures as yet untold
Drifting and dreaming inside that old box
My fingers they clasped at the dusty remains

I could see it so clear as it started to rain
I pulled out a thought and set it to pen
I wrote it all down to save it for when
The time is right to read it again

Treasure all these moments
Simply let them bloom and grow
Loose them into starlight where
Our love so freely flows

Tossed into battle
I break with the pack
The world flows around me
But I’ll never look back
Drenched in the moment
I sip at the wine
Caught in a whirlwind
Don’t know what I’ll find
Blessed with a mission
I go with the flow
There is no tomorrow
So today is my chance
I’ve paid at the door
To dance one more dance as
My time moves along
And I sing this short song

Two hearts both laughing
This sweet song everlasting
Twisting with passion

Her eyes were a portent to loosing my mind
That smile made me mad by curious design
I tangled so deep in her silken hair
The memories she left found me wanting for more

Her eyes burned a hole through the channels of my mind
Mesmerized in passion I stepped through the door
Lost in the action of feeling attraction
I was tossed in a rapture I could only adore

Unaware of her magic, my life took a turn
While there in the alley she wandered away
Her tempest was wrapped down deep in my sole
There was just nothing left to settle that score

I watched her go by and on up the stairs
She left me right there to blink and to stare
From the depth of her whirlwind I walked through the night
Now over that ledge, I must reach for a light

Sleepy feelings erupted on the landscape in her mind. Volcanoes jutted up across wild fields of endless rhyme. Visions from the clouds rained down to fill the empty streams. The lava steamed with fury as her heart began to dream.

The streams turned into rivers and then they overflowed. Passing memories drifted through the valleys of her soul. Trees of truth grew in those valleys, just outside her door. A million leaves were scattered deep across her bedroom floor.

She was resting there on pillows of moss, lightly tossed to urge the scent. Windows open, the breeze came in and tickled her until she laughed. A fish walked through the open door and spoke to her of things to come. Running through sweet fields of clover, she met her dreams yet to be spun.

Down in the valley she danced to the rhythm of another moonlit night. Waltzing through the land of lyrics, she teased the streams with pure delight. Wandering through the lava fields with flowers growing in her hair, she tiptoed through the evening air, picking dreams once planted there.

Across the valley, the rains subside. The rivers wane and the starlight hides. A misty glow comes to steal the night. Sunlight rises as her dreams take flight.