What a Rush

It’s that determined feeling

The sweet ambition

The fantastic touch

The plausible idea

Warm to talk to

Improving the rush

To the fingers

Head

Arms

The rush of the moment

The Borrowed Riff

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PHOTO CREDIT: EVAN PERIGO

In a nebulous state of mind

The concluding chord rung out

Wrung out

Fascinated by the quick sequel of progression

How one planned moment

Moves to the next

A grape plucked from the tree

Quickly becomes a past tense

Cattle that pine for the open fields

Excellent presentation

Not quite overstated

But rather I am fascinated

That now a moment planned now is

More present a moment unknown

A hat floating off the cliff

Taken in

The borrowed riff

 

The Rally Cry of the Tired

The rally cry of the tired

A worthy cause flamed out with vigor

Passing floating rolling

I have tried

To do good

Good to be undone

So much has to rely on a rally cry

When your tired

And lonely

Not alone

You feel sad

Disconnected from the world

How did it work out not the way it was

All planned

A plane in flight unmanned

The plane now is in the final descent

It will land

How

Unknown

But through all of this

I

We

Have grown

Grown up

So here we come

Yawn of the Wise

The yawn of the wise

Can drop over the heads of my contemporaries

Of me

I work out of the hole I have created

Aspiration dedication

But rabid talk has no consequence

No sequence

No following

But I am telling you of this situation

Not as a rebuttal

But as a jobless touch

For my own nature

Contemplating my own future

What will happen

Uncertain

But this is all certainly true

Don’t Hesitate

If not now then when

No satisfaction

Hesitation

For the distant frustration

We had to move now

Quickly and in motion

Utter madness around us

In the midst of our lives

Greatest commotion

I am glad that we acted with honor

We did what we said we would do

Moving out into the world

To rely on each other

We learned what we are made of

The tough stuff

The thick and thin ruff

We pushed through

And when the lights hit the stage

There will be just 2 standing

me and you