Let it out
Like the springs of a midwestern lake
Filling a giant whole
With a reserve of water
Let it flow
Like East River
Of the Hudson
Rolling into the ocean
Up the state
One more thought on this theme
And we are off
Off we go
Competition can be the thief of joy
Stealing expression
Sealing contention
Competition is fun and vital
But not always what is needed
Not always right
Competition can run the life
Out of expression
Tried
After the lights fade gently away
A new morning brings new life
New hope
New vision
Letting go of the past
And beginning again
A grey off colored late morning
The pendulum of metronome
Clanks from within the construction walls
The paisley building stand
Juxtaposed to billboards and lights
The creamy paleness of the Queensboro Bridge
Speckles with lights and cars
Crawling slowly over
And crimson and white lines smoke
Stacks litter the sky
Industrious
Illustrious
The east river is covered from sight
The land filled with energy
Motion
Magnificient architecture
Glistens well into the night
A New York view
New to me in a way
But still the same
And true
Why hold true
To a standard irrelevant
To me and you
Thinly veiled lies
With boundaries soft and broken
Our lives push
While the past we keep holding
An unequal comparison
Of feathered grey facts
Keeping the slow-moving world
At ease
Relaxed
A Cup of Songwriting 