The city is windy,
today.  
Certainly noisy, everyday,
Compared to my country life.

Tall buildings glimmer,
Streets boisterous with sounds  of people and machines.
Excitement!
Opportunity!
Urgency!

Country life, by comparison,  stiller,
Slo wer,
Ex pan sive.

Both are good
I tell myself.
I am still flexible,
I tell myself.

Then, verily it dawns on me,
with unfamiliar panic and relief,
that my stretching-bending days are over.

I want to ride
like the wind
to where my being has
despite itself,
taken root.
Where the nomad has
inadvertently pitched
A more permanent tent.

30 years after roaming
ill-suited ground
my Restless Soul
was cleverly tricked
to settle
where nature,
in all her glory
and quiet magnificence,
crowds the land.

Amen.

How many good memories have I destroyed?
Each one, a treasure to another
A string of pearls
And like the portrait of two lovers
I chose to bow out
In remembrance, I have ruined many lives
A kindly soul allowing me to merge
But I was never fully integrated
Always looking to egress at the slightest transgression
I fear I have doomed many an honest spirit
To think hard of me and my character
It would have been better if they had never set eyes upon me
And continued on their journey, unencumbered
Never knowing the name of this lost nomad

dance around things you don't mean, like a drunken prideful nomad. I represent everything I am missing. yes I, what do I mean

My future Is a retro black and white
you can have the hear to eternity
Romance can be created
did beauty destroy the beast
the clicks exist in your mind
it's so sad and beautiful
that in death we find understanding
blue and resting under the moon light
let the moment exist or make it happen
is there a right or a wrong
tread lightly on your ancestors
A throw back to the future
nomadic minds laid to rest
with the modern pharmaceuticals
take it back to a place we know
a warm comfort  to wrap yourself in
but with the knowledge we have
let us search for the truth again
even if it crushes us

I turn, into the rain
Behind me is my pain
The drops seem to wash away all of my hate.

I now know I was right
About the way you lie
You turn your back on me
I pretend it's all just fine

But they deep ness in my chest
Doesn't let my nightmare rest
They fill my brain with sadness
I can't describe this madness
My whole life has been one joke and I
Can't seem to look around this

But my time will come soon
And you'll wallow in self pity
Because I'm the one who cared
Yes I did all your bidding

But now I must go
I know it will be hard
I just need some time alone
To find out how people are
But don't worry my heart will stay at home

Don't worry about me now
I'm as free as I can get
One day I'll come back around
To tell you about my trip

I hope I'll gain in happiness
And lose a little shame
But remember that I loved every second of the pain.

-BB

Snowflakes gently fall
Christmas lights illuminate the streets
Families gather insider their homes
And I just keep walking, searching for home

I took the nomad life, long ago
To find my meaning
To find my purpose
But now I'm just lonely
I never found, what I went searching for

Years have passed now
On this sleepy old town
But here I am
Back on the door step
Of the place I once left