Dating apps
From the cold phone
Snaps the attention
Of a lost soul
Looking for connection
A real life
Ressurection
But instead just brings
More of the same
Without any delay
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Coast to Coast Storms
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Storm brew
From sea to shining sea
A fallen snowflake
Soon will be
Joined with many others
Across the country
From Texas to North Dakota
New York to New Mexico
Here comes a late
Spring snow
Pull the Inspiration
Pull the inspiration
From those things that which
Need very little duration of attention
The cactus in the ground
In the Sonoran desert
From these limbs grows life
Tested and true
Under the desert skies so pale and blue
To take up the thought to become
Better is to see the life as good
Through the eyes of a cactus flower
In the spring
In Scottsdale
Upon the Shores
Upon the shores
A town of bustling sounds
Hard times
In the city of winds
Taken down with the
Desires of the few
To crush the many
But there is a beauty
In a national treasure
That makes the city of Chicago
Upon the shores of Lake Michigan
Lies a beauty
That needs repair
Down on Lakeshore
The winter extends a few more weeks
On account of the Northern front
Blowing down
Into the streets of Chicago
Lakeshore bustles with
Brimming cars
Cutting each other off and honking
In the absence of stars
To take the wind will be a
Story to tell of a winter
Extended beyond the spring
Bell
Forget the Fool
Blistering ignorance
On full display
In the corridors of lies
Lays
The filthiest of beings
Existing to extinguish others
Fleeing
From the truth
And the light
So take a moment today to reflect
What is good
What is decent
What is natural the way of life
And go that direction
The Winter Cabin
Upon the dunes of Lake Michigan
Sits a cabin
Undeterred by the spring snow
Bringing the season of winter
Out a little bit low
For the waves crash
Where the water meets land
Over the sand and grass
Is the house that saves
That holds us tight
When the world is light
And falling apart
So take heed in the cabin of light
On Lake Michigan
For What Comes
For what comes
We only know
In the moment
But we can expect
From the history of the past
To know what
May come our way
To the heights of the mountain
One day
The blindness of clouds
Scattered in our eyes
Makes seeing the truth
Timed
So prepare for today
What is today
And give back what is not
For the hope of the future
Hope: For What Can Only Divide
Division in grand
Is the plan
Never mind the stand
Of the politicians
There is no hope
In a place where no one goes
No light to be found
No light on the ground
So blindly we walk
Next to each other
Never to know each others
Presence
In past or future tense
Tense
The bread and circus is our reality
We will never be
Free
To Catch a Lie
The lie
Or the liar
Underneath the layers
Tells the futile truths
But what is truth without response
Without the dignity of light
And recognition
Have we fallen asleep wishing
We were a better humanity
On this earth
Rather the flower that falls over sick
Has ruined the lot
Taking back the earth
In a ink stained blot
To catch a lie
Or the liar
Just bring us the truth
Blindly Led into The Clouds Above
No ambition or anger
Just the stagger
Of life
As the effects of age
Ravage the body
So the world will only know
Soon
A memory
So to turn to the clouds
And prepare the heart for the
World without a loved on
In the future of life
Today the News
Today or tomorrow
The news
Will come
When the breathing is done
And life is completed
I prepare for such a call
In the darkest of hours
To know that a life well lived
From the poorest of starts
To the struggles within
I hold no anger in my heart
For when my father passes
I will love him into the beyond
And wait until we meet again
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