to see it’s work hurts
feeling it’s work is painful
silently time burns

resonates loudly
heart felt mystic tuning fork
something amiss here

words like light absorbed
teachings as air so inhaled
sharing his story

nothing of this world
has measure beyond today
spirits travel light

my dreams are the wind
trapped in my desperate sails
tacking home to you

freezing dark falling
coldness lingers eternal
outside winter fires

before pedals fall
love without imperfection
our rose fully bloomed

Crossing The Bar was grandfather's favorite
I hope I see him there with our pilot
together face to face across that bar

easy pretending
your soul is make believIng
gone any feeling

blues rock me harder
right down to my rotten core
from there I can feel

pain never ending
riding consequences train
rain rusting my tracks

on my knees I fall
with remembrance to those lost
Memorial Day

most rich tapestry
woven with delicate hands
from one solid strand

watching such weaving
my mind racing with desire
what yet to be seen

now almost complete
final touches yet applied
looking at myself

in that odd moment
when I felt we've met before
I deja viewed you

speaking to myself
alone in descending dark
to hear someone’s voice

wings beating faster
stealthily hoverIng still
effortless motion

light has momentum
with darkness fast retreating
each day now longer

watching them winking
blatant tells disguised as play
with their lying eyes

ancient walls crumbled
their whispered secrets buried
modern day decay

shining through old works
casting tangled shadows forth
truths not plainly seen

my mind from body
for you this heart still would beat
that my feet dance too

I imagine being a fish in a fishbowl
Not knowing I am a fish in a fishbowl
But a fish nonetheless, in a bowl
There are other fish in the fishbowl
But they seem as oblivious as I
blue fish swim with other blue fish
reds the same, swimming with reds
We got bottom feeders, ******* up ****
top feeders thinking they are the ****
With their snooty up turned mouths
The middle hears it from both
Those poor bottom feeders
Those greedy top feeders
Imagine being a fish in a fishbowl
With all this turmoil
And then just to stir the ***
Food falls from the ******* sky

here does not last long
as fleeting as now in time
but I’m glad I was

could sense it coming
more knowing then just feeling
howling winds begin

inside solitude
cocooned from absurdities
their folly appears

in dreamless sleeping
existence so deeply void
an absence of you

the walk always long
now made bitter through winter
yet the chorus plays
warm music urging us on
inside love thaws our cold hearts

death to central banks
no real representation
no more taxation

with love be always
words as rocks to break upon
making yourself whole

no answer
such questions defy
why?
only the lord knows
as such our faith grows

colds slow creep
slinking to warmth's end
climatizes

it's all illusion
great kabuki theater
get your jiffy pop
others screaming falling sky
as the plot twist turns the knife

inside tiny strides
struggling trials collide
walking life’s wild side

she barely appears
before departing again
cold in her shyness

old bark flaking off
exposing growth long finished
dusting forest floors

glorious pastels
adorned his palatte today
peachy skin sunset

only giants thrive
leaving scraps on forest floors
in peaceful struggle

counting precious days
what very few still remain
squeezing lemonade

eternal hearts beat
in synchronized harmony
forever as one

easy taking it
fragile handling required
a heart that’s given

descending diver
clutching onto pearl dreams
hopeless bubbles rise

with brilliant strokes
life's blank canvas colors in
living masterpiece

walking whitened streets
above swollen clouds hover
somewhere in between

stinging open eyes
crystal reflections collide
on my downhill slide

lady so sweetly
whispering all her secrets
music in my ears

real depth lay within
despite such shallow nature
piercing it’s surface

whirlwinds whipping by
disrupting tranquility
summer peace recess

how easily spun
your frenzy their driving force
chained to spinning wheels

the earth did tremble
light faded into darkness
the sixth to ninth hour