too pretty to burn
akin to people's bridges
only ash remains

freeze frame nostalgia
memories lost captured
life moments relived

fingers appear odd
as do noses over mouths
all a little strange

one moment
among millions
meeting you
altered courses
aligned stars

shot heard round the world
while masses coward inside
we all saw coming

I will not betray
in confidence you relayed
to the grave I'll take

tumbled down
mighty cliff side steps
alive still
just started anew
mountains lay ahead

you took it away when I saw you
even now I have yet to catch it
you keep me breathless

first sight love affair
recalled during troubled times
holding onto us
perfect vision still so clear
magic moments never fade

I have been rowing myself
upstream in a ten man canoe
my life strapped tight inside
I’ve bottomed out on shallow bends
been flipped over in raging current
bashed into rocks bruised then torn
even pulled under to a murky bottom
yet with my paddle always in one hand
his good book in the other for balance
I keep rowing up this mighty river
to my spawning ground back home

she radiates warmth
among this most bitter cold
my eternal source

king of kings
conquers without war
love his sword

her essence brings inner peace
her mystical healing, a mother's touch
calming my most troubled times

her stalking silent
prepping her reapers to sow
patiently preying

if they only knew
a very few on here do
it’s biblical too

No more Paw Patrol
what about Deputy Dog
Underdog is toast
Superman rumored on edge
Wonder Woman weeps inside

his fate decided
before judges gavel fell
justice weighted scales
she was to remain blinded
our lady bought for sheckles

burning memories
choking on their black ashes
darkening your heart

deafen this feeling
consciousness screaming for peace
as silence follows

circles with cycles
revolving through astral plains
coming back around