Distant lands arrive
On the backs of sand hill cranes
A strange world perhaps?

rainy day music
puddles keeping rhythmic beats
time perfectly kept

techno scepter spy
scanning everyones eye
watch liberty die

erases hard drives
eliminates useless lives
souless demon thrives

twilight approaches
slowly chasing youthful light
until darkness reigns

light faded today
permanently darkened gray
this sadness will stay

lady bugs collect
right before heavy rains start
mason jar shelter
poked pencil holes in tin lids
awestruck, big eyed kids peer in

Already light at six
Fools me for being early
rooster must be late

Burgers grilled dockside
charcoal dense smoke caught in the canopy
perfectly salted air for taste

tapping dark rhythms
marking their victim's last times
beetle's deadly watch

Swift current
Line in the water
Fight begins

I wandered the grand abandoned halls
hearing echos of lavish lives once lived
joys once loud muted by distant pain
what grandeur lost to humbling time
their epic stories covered in dust

Why do we fight
Blood boiling battle
hair pulling tooth rattling
earth shattering constant fighting
Then makeup all night

floods surge forth
fresh scars water washed
life renewed

I'm closing my eyes
at sounds of waves crashing in
recalling that time
sandy kisses, love makers
blankets shading the suns glare

waking at night
only my dreams wander
how cold it is!

Did you see that star
it gave a nod, threw a wink
I wonder how far

dens of jungled minds
vipers and constrictors thrive
charmed again by snakes

my nightmares the same
your just a whisper, some faint
ideas of love, lust
lost in seas of strange faces
never hearing you again

spiritual cairns
magic beacons guiding souls
enlightened journey

You say I disgust you, how gross
Me groveling, for food, for money, for love
Am I any different then you? How rude
You with your loveless life and empty scripts
We both fill our voids because of what we miss
Your know better off then me, the ***, you just
Turned your nose up at.
You splashed my sign
It’s all I had.

Walking foreign paths
Collecting strange fears, others sorrows
Gives understanding to wondering souls

Revolting and repulsive
words champagne sippers prefer
as he digs for food

shelved high memories
life captured, stills framed pewter
carefully dusted

Is it crazy to believe, in destiny
Or a preordained path, in fate
Both require a belief, in above
Both do not require belief in either
Freewill is free to choose, your free

my dreams never died
instead they drifted on by
that cloud has two eyes

A thought of your whisper
came to my heart not my head
I knew it was really you