Double Greedy

If it were one

Make it two

Or three

Take them all

Take from him

Take from me

If it were double greed

It would be easy to see

So be aware

Of those

Trying to take everything

They can see

Punctured

The lightest of hopes

Punctured

Through the poles of

Life’s complicated

Choices and decisions

When it’s ruptured

It brings in the world

Of the lonely incision

That hopes must underlie all

Ambitions

From the plans we make

To the dreams we are

Wishing

Rhetorical Waves

It started with a few words

Like a leaking faucet

On a dry day

As the hopes of many

Became united

In one discrete shade of

Grey

So they say

That the rhetorical waves

Had begun

From the drops into the ocean

It all was one

In that moment

I knew the sea change

Had already won

Wide-Eyed Ocean

The wide eyed ocean

Breeze

Filled with salty

Vibes and evenings

Long and cool

Into the night

I close my eyes

And feel those

Wide-Eyed Ocean

Life