In my lungs
Filled with air
I want to fill the air
Around me
With song
As I hope and believe
That music can heal
Us all
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Monthly Archives: March 2021
Heaven Sent
What would heaven send
On a day like today
When all seems to fail
Even the most simple
Tasks pull us apart
So send us something good
That we can rely on
For the future to be brighter
Understandable
It was understandable
We both made mistakes
Offered our best
When we really pulled back
From each other
So it was a natural product
From two tense hearts
In sweet motion
Immobile
I never thought it would come to this
This sort of pseudo life form
Of what was
And what will be
Immobile
As we await what comes
Around the corner
And fear the results
My heart is heavy for that moment
For that uncertain future
It will bring
Sham Candidate
It was a sham from the get go
A word
Had been heard
And quickly let go
So for a sham candidate
That’s all you can ask for
Lies with
All hope to bury them
Or buy them back
Clashing
Clashing with my own two hands
Making for a unusual day
Of insignificant
Progress and setback
With the sun over the Camelback Mountains
I wonder if I will progress
Or recess
In the days ahead
So these words
Today
Save me
From my own
Monotony
Friday Hopes
Friday hopes
Start with a longing
For a new way
Of thinking
Fatalistic Repeat
Another round
Started the conversation
From the guess I was making
It didn’t take long
Until the whole thing
Came undone
And lay at my feet
Lost to my own
Fatalistic repeat
Both Lights
Both lights went out
In the middle of the night
When the hook
Came undone
Hold up my hopes
On tenterhooks
This evening
Bent
Bent on a better world
Bent on today
Making amends for tomorrow
That is how progress
Begins
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