Walk the line
Toe the shore
Play with high hopes
Play once more
In words
In poems
In a odd fashion
I grow them
Absurd but free
That is what I hope
To be
Absurd but Free
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Monthly Archives: June 2017
A Beaming Grin
Spread so thin
My weak pale skin
Feels the burning sun
Ripping my bones
To the floor
Burden on my chest
Should we cancel it all
Put it to rest
Here we go
With little known
Make profit so we can show
All the skeptics the value of good
Or just let go
Let the piranhas win
Eat my flesh
Tear off my skin
Keep the capitalists happy
With a beaming grin
Let it Roll
The stories we hear
From a distance
Circumstance and ritual
The stories of the plain
And spiritual
I guess I just let go
Let it be known
We grow
When we let go
Up in Arms
The shakes and tumbles
Trembles
How can one
Represent the opinions
Of so many
How can it be
Unfair truest
Truly
Forgive the masses
They know
No better
Poems Unknown
Poems unknown in nature
Or origin
Original
And stale
Fresh and late
Stay with poems
From the eve till the light
Of Day
Poems grow in silent thought
Grow more
With every ounce of energy
Feeling certain synergy
Poems
Grow
While I grow
Old
Hope Fade
Old shoes
Old rags
The remnants of what was
What could have been
How did this all happen
Was it us
Was it me
Letting go
Let it be
Changes are coming
Changes are going
I better start acting
And stop hoping
The Next Frontier
What comes next
I’m ready
For what is around the corner
Bring the post-internet revolution
Empty pockets
With great indifference
Hold on
Changing seas are raging ahead
Where the frontier of the future
Will bring
Hold hope
Smile
Sing
What makes money now
Will not later
What made money yesterday
Will not today
What will the future bring
Uncertainty and anger
But certainly, opportunity
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