More than
Or less
Than
Even when
The path is uncertain
The question is asked
What will become of me
More Than
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Monthly Archives: May 2020
Noisy Aback
In the back of the room
Comes a noise
Uncertain origins
On a dark night
In the house alone
I crawl in close
I grab my phone
I Heard
I heard
That there will be changes
But when and where
Are yet to be told
Behold
The hope
I have
Two Seconds
Two seconds
Poems
I should know them
But I am not too
Familiar
Dial Tone
Dial tone
Hits me
With a nostalgic
Twist
Of summer
Afternoons
Waiting for a summer’s kiss
Trying Again
Try again
When it was not
What was expected
No correct answers
Were given
So go ahead
And try again
Cool Conversations
Cool conversations
Happen over coffee
In the moment
Focused
On reality
Mine has changed
Recently
But nothing
We can’t deal with
Boundary Scene
Starting to see
The boundary scene
Where and what will
Happen
To my life
Over the next year
My hopes
Fears
All playing
Out
In real time
Title Me
Title me
From the free
Words
Of infinite possibility
The poem
Needs a name
Of which
Is now unknown
But I will attempt
To give the poem
One
Whirl Steps
Quick steps taken
In sequence
Of one another
While I wait out the direction
Slow the steps
Now with more intention
From here I
Go
A Cup of Songwriting 