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
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
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
The desert knows the simplicity
Of life
Survival in the purest form
Thriving under the heat of the Sonoran sun
Are the cactus that burst from the ground
But delicate life forms
Of creation upon the sands
The heat can give life and take it away
Just as quickly
So take the heat with high regard
And respect
We must hold the hope of time
And reflect
The waters taught
Me
To fear the waves
Death at a young age
Great open expanse
Cascade
The waters taught
Solidarity
Similarity
To the fields of open grain
The waters taught me
To feel the pain of loss
To remember those we love
To look back with ease upon a life
We can’t have back
The water taught me
To see the future with a bight hope
Not all days are cloudy
So I take it upon myself
To learn everyday from what the
Waters have taught me
From the depths of the oceans
Blooms the deserts
Winds so dry and true
Examine the dusty paths of yesterday
In a hope to find a new connection to the land
The desert times roll over the evening and light
Taking the days into the summer of heat
Into the nights of cold winter air
Trod the path taken
And learn the ways of simple life
Taken one day at a time
And learning from the land
With my hand upon the chimes of time
I wait to see what the next day will bring
The sailer sees the see
With eyes eager to understand
Command the waters
Of the distant shores
To be a way of life
And nothing more
Away from the world that sinks us
From the high hopes of childhood
I discover the hope of the sailor
The perseverance
Of which I do not understand
The life or the man
But I can see a memory of this life at large
As a romantic painting on the wall
Of the gallery I have never been
To see a life lived
Setting sail
Again and again
From the depths of confusion
A reality that is not worth choosing
A light in the fog
Of night
Creates the hope of
A return to what is real
What is true
A light in the distance reminds me
Of you
To make a dash and push the waters
To go forth and go farther
We all need a light in the night
To know where we are
And not return to where we have
Been
The waves crash along the vessel
But even though we are tested
And with reality we wrestle
I can see a way forward
Together
We find the truth along the show
Of what is real and what is true
Take me to the sea
The giver of life
To you and me
The nautical blues fade
Into the mist of the sky fallen
Into the oceans
Where the world is somehow small and near
Away from the grinding thistle of life
Upon the lies of the elite
Bear down on us
But life is only made through water
And water alone
Take me to the sea
Where I can return
To being my own
How to know
When the smoke closes
In on the world
Creating a mystery of misery
Is this the beginning of a new chapter
Or the end of the familiar one
Said clear into the days fading light
So burnt in the smoke from the trees
Seething up north
Blowing through the jet stream
And brining it down to the desert
Upon the cactus the dust of travel
Awaits
As I decipher what chapter of the book
Is being played
A good day
In by the everyday man
Putting in the time
To grease this world
Back
Taken from the stacks
Of items ignored in life practical
To make everyones life magical
How can I learn to be so pragmatic
To see the basic needs
And to be of service to others
As those who have gone before have taught me
So take one for the birds over the sea
Teach me your ways past
And keep me growing in the present
Tax and toll the masses
Into submission again
And again
Don’t ask questions
Just smother them
With the burden of life once so pure
Now polluted with the ideas
Of the singular devotion chosen fools
So take your money one penny at a time
What will wither away
Will grow back one hundred fold
In time
Uptown people
Spending time with the downtown folks
Stringing words on notes
Being one of the greatest
Impact on the human interaction
Tough in traction
But the people have each other at heart
Hardly hated by the wars orchestrated by
Those few who benefit greatly
Stately types
Embedded and look a likes
The chose people the chose choice
Of a wickedness so deep
Only one can begin to understand
That people are the ones whos hearts
Will win
Together
Together