In the early hours
Of an Indiana morning
You can see the deer sun
Rising in the east
Over the fog of the
Mourning fields
In a hopeful gaze
I contemplate the day
The Deer Sun
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Monthly Archives: June 2020
Add the Math
Add the math
Subtract the emotion
What will be will be
No matter where
Our notion
Of what lies ahead
Lively Cellars
Lively cellars
In the days ahead
As the masses
Return to the streets
To eat
And drink
Happy faces
But for what
I am not certain
But the cellars are lively
That’s going on
Behind the curtain
Diana Road
Left on Hillcrest
Off on Dunes Highway
Over the tracks
On
The near side
There is a place
Where my family resides
Off the beach
With no sand
That is where my family land
Tangible
Tangible hopes
Tangible fears
Tangible knowledge
Has reached my ears
Guiltless
A guiltless endeavor
Has taken me over
To take a new direction
Of one path
Left at the intersection
Where to go
I am not sure
But to more forward
For sure
Follow and Confuse
A common strategy
Is heard
In the capital corridor
A plan to renew
Confusion
Again
Nothing new
What can give
All for Now
That’s all for now
In a fleeting feeling
In the future
Connects me
To the now
Of this moment
Off and Away
Off and away
I go
With my emotions in
Tow
Fly from the ground
In a moments notice
I’ll be down
State
In a new state
Of mind
Bored
So bored
The routine
Grabs me
Sits me down
Holds me in attention
For now
I focus
On the path forward
Into the future
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