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

There Is No Other Merry Christmas

You can not steal

Or take away

What was never yours to this day

A day to celebrate

A victory made in the giving of life

From one come many

Who will not say Happy Holiday’s

There is nothing in that

The wind blows over a cold grave

Of what humanity is forced to say

To be in line with the times

Is to be completely blind

To the cherished traditions of

Merry Christmas

May your family be blessed

And be together with the rest

If you struggle with this

Please turn away

For today

I say

Merry Christmas

The Hollow Christmas

Shall we dismiss Christmas?

The idea that one man

Born into a manger could rewrite the world

Thrown into turmoil the chose peoples word

Rather than fight

Join

Try to take the heart of Merry Christmas down

Meaningless

But open up the doors of hope

To the millions

That no one is born special

But this is frightening

For it is harder to take away than give

An identity of superiority

Is attacking ht everyday man

For Christmas is for the people

To be with each other and share love

A gift from above

So now that I stand firm in Merry Christmas

The spirit will never diminish in the face

Of selfish pigs

Who want every last bit

Of Merry Christmas

A Thousand Goodbyes

A thousand goodbyes in a lifetime

From start to finish

With conversations concluded

And into the evening winds

A thousand goodbyes goes by

Quicker than a life can be lived

But when there is no more goodbyes

The heart longs for the one

A father

A man who inspired my own life of living

To him a great restlessness will be given

From my sleepless hours

To say goodbye to

So know that with every goodbye

A piece of my heart will lie

In rest with those lingering words

From my lips and into infinity

Where someday

We will meet again

Goodbye

The Hollow Room

The hollow room runs on thoughts alone

Not in the physical sense

Of being

Rather an implied sense of understanding

To be left with nothing but some basic

Needs

The phone describes the feelings

As falling to your knees

To be a part of the culture as it demands

Taken from you heart and pulled through

Your hands

The hollow room remains quiet and

Waiting for you

Whittle

Whittle down the moments

To the ones that matter most

Take part in the life

That free your ghost

Of past and present

Embrace that from which you came

Into the world

And see the room ahead

With eyes a new

Blaze with hope

For a new you

Water to the Grave

I see a future

Not as bright as the past

As the water flows to the grave

Of my father

To know what a future without the man

Who made me who I am

Uncertain are the hopes

But as the rain washes over the place

Of eternal rest

I have the memories I cherish most

To be an anchor post in this life

I have love of the man who

Helped build me from the ground up

I hold this hope

And will never give up

The Sailing Note

Off to the waters

From the waves

Lapping on the side of the wooden boat

Brought over the water

Floating into the day

I hear the water and see

The sailing stripes

I have a hope when I see the open sea

To be aware of the moments of life

That help lift the mind

Out of the difficult deep blues of the ocean

The ship reminds me of life

Completely

The Rain Stay

The rain stays

After the falling drops

Bring about the memories

Of my beloved pops

Those who go before

Can see from the sky above

As the rain falls down on the ones

They love

These days bring out the rain

Tears and strain

Of loss and growth

That has to overcome the mourning

To take boldly a new morning

I love the days when the rain falls

I feel the water pulls me closer

To the ones who are gone

Who lay in the ground

And wait for the rain sound

Guitar Melody

Guitar melody upon the hidden room

Where the music lives

And comes into full bloom

Not too soon from the time

In reservation

Consternation over the progression

Chords blossomed out

Cars at the intersection

Melodic and sweet

Upon the ears arrived

The guitar rests easy

Waiting for the player to

Take the time

To write down the next song

Of humble thin whistle

Upon the winds of change

And into the human range

The Deal Room

The deal room where the deals are made

Today

But the turn of the moment

How to see these places

Where the world comes to a halt

Undone by the moments

Unknown by the many

Who go where the words live

The deal room is the place where

Hands are met with hands to make

Plans for the future in which we have a little role

The deal room is lit dim

Where only few can go