Hold held gone
What we said
What went wrong
Along the way
Along the route
We hold held gone
And I think
We were all wrong
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Monthly Archives: October 2017
Grip of Power
Display the power
Training our eyes
Not to wonder
Bearing down
Fists of thunder
Hold our breathe
Let go
The ones who have the power
Will soon let us know
That when their rains come
They will be a shows
Of the terrible grips of power
Goals and Intimidation
Goals set up
What can either be achieved
Or grieved
Held on to and flourish
Or fallen to the side
And malnourished
Objectivity
Subject to change
Some day’s life goals
Seem strange
Tend and sift
So in time dreams grow
Hoping they take us all
Where we want to go
Arkansas
Down in Arkansas
Where the water is clear
The people love each other
There is a place
A warm neighborhood
A place to live
Memories and warm night
Down in Arkansas
Life is alright
The Lake Lays
The lake lays
Awake
While we sleep
Lapping waves
On the shores
Of the Indiana shores
With dunes and beaches
Summer will evaporate
While the lake lies
Awaits a new summer
In a deep winter freeze
On The Trail
Develop and return
My hands ache from
The hard turns
Downturns
Swirls
The webs we weave
While the world turns
We are on the trail
To some sandy land
With hopes held tightly
In our hands
Granite Stones
Cold
Underlining counters
With reflective site
Elbow cold
Down by my side
Granite stones
In suburban homes
This life we live
The truths we own
Lays on top
Of these granite stones
Aches and Pains
Aches and pains
Strange held hands
In a cold rain
Under red skies
Under falling leaves
In a lake
Not a sea
The aches and pains
Cities and lanes
Riding in the cars
Remain the same
Life Love Funny
Life is funny
Love is strange
Funny how the two
Can be easy
And be a pain
Hold On
Hold on
When the world
Grows thin
Hold on
When life seems strange
Hold on
Be the same
When the mountains
Fall asleep
And the deserts
Sit still
The same
Will remain
And be still
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