drift slow strips
sip honeydew drips
day dream trips

walking old ghost towns
tumbleweeds tumble around
only stories now

all time passed changes
as people never stop
I've already changed
and there's nothing
I can change about it
as change only occurs
once time has passed

clean aspen air
mountain scents on cool breezes
rearview mirror pine

vibration
our energy creating
in space between us

silky sheets wrapped tight
covered gifts she had inside
Christmas came early

jam toast juice
steaming coffee for two
breakfast in bed with you

shifting grey shadows
ominous morning looms low
troubles to follow

when your freedoms gone
when all rights have been taken
you'll finally ask
why did we silence the warriors?
who's gonna protect us now?

they whisper
under silent trees
he ponders

he stumbled through life
messes made time after time
learning all the while

topping snow hopping
ears flopping frantically
snowshoe white hair

fallen snow
layered perfectly
white icing

snow falling like grief
burying all these dead things
no markings just white

I wander in hopelessness
this barren sea of humanity
my hope fades to pity
in a world of uncommon ground
stuck on an island called isolation
resigned to watching fruit grow
on a lone mango tree
waiting for a perfect tide
to catch a simple meal
oysters clams muscles
and if I am lucky
a succulant spiny lobster
a cold glass of fresh squeezed lemonade
as I watch the sun descend
on this lost society

project mockingbird
repeated lies become truth
mass propaganda
reason for tell a vision
remote control programming

ignore the warnings
history never repeats
enjoy circus breads

winter dream
cold covered darkness
slowly warms

silent dawn
sun slowly rising
hoarfrost shines

weirdness all around
run away worlds spinning out
tearing me apart

imagine never
trapped under gravity’s pull
leaving pain behind

do they even know
sunny smiles always adorned
from the purest gold
magnetic souls multiplied
four perfect children of God

our great eagle soars
talons hold olive branches
trumpeting world peace

trails ahead
age old beaten paths
blaze your own

that memory stays
comforts my frail aging mind
when you said I do

such flowers of life
hexagonal honeycombs
golden ratio

in everything
exhibit divine structure
sacred geometry

her sweet melody
gently rocking me along
singing her sweet song

divide with labels
knowing nothing is the same
they control the game