Incandescent observation
Is not as luminous
As I had hoped
Or illustrated
That somehow
We rise together
And fall apart
We all can play a part
In this
Path forward
My Incandescent Observation
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Escapism
Escapism
The act of escaping
Repeatedly
For health
And safety
Away from monotony
Of slow progress
Made
Away
For another day
Macabre Dance
Never knew the divisions
That grew
So quickly
Between me and you
Repeated visions
Of separation
A stunning sensation
As we take our macabre dance
Entranced
In this moment
For now
Until the final note
The last vowel
The Only Truth
I wish
There was an only truth
Not many versions
Of interpretation
That leaves us with nothing more
Than a divided nation
Just some wanton hope
I guess
Have We Enough
Have we enough
Of the darkness
That lingers
A little too long
Can we politely
Move on
To a better version
Of ourselves
Upward Onward
Upward
Onward
A way to hope
We can make a better
Future
Than the one we know
This Pencil
This pencil
Is filled with hope
Words I have written
And those I don’t know
But every stroke is a chance
To give a hopeful glance
To the sheet below
Musing Late Night
Musing late night
Winded
But not done
Giving it a full effort
Until the morning sun
A Loose Turn
A loose turn
Taken
When all that was needed
Was focus
To go forward
Without any damage
But instead
Here we are
Inflamed Stranger
Inflamed stranger
With no wise words
Nothing to share
But something
Read in the paper
Untrue
As told from me
To you
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