The orange
Is stronger than blue
In the afternoon sun
That came through
I see in my eyes
The fading sun line
Of a falling shadow
Deep on the grass
From the ankles to the glass
In my hand
The afternoon sun
Had come
The orange
Is stronger than blue
In the afternoon sun
That came through
I see in my eyes
The fading sun line
Of a falling shadow
Deep on the grass
From the ankles to the glass
In my hand
The afternoon sun
Had come
General apathy
Struck
Me
On the way to the
Place
For my memories
And building face
I was unable to speak
Of the emotions that
Took my mind
Off the type of focus
And let the apathy
Set in
Alone and
Out of focus
When it rains
Tell me the season
When it rains
Tell me the reason
For the quiet
In between
That happen
Between you and me
But rain on me
The water from the sky
So that I may know I am alive
And nourish the ground
Where others lie
Who have gone before
In the night
The waiting stopped
A while back
For the moment
It seemed alright
When the summer
Set in
To go half in on
What seems so plain
So the water flows
And the wind blows
So I begin again
Everyday I go
Blue water
Hues
On the late summer time
When it’s green
Until the water edge
Making a city
Near Manistee
Glow
Green and
Blue