Develop and return
My hands ache from
The hard turns
Downturns
Swirls
The webs we weave
While the world turns
We are on the trail
To some sandy land
With hopes held tightly
In our hands
Develop and return
My hands ache from
The hard turns
Downturns
Swirls
The webs we weave
While the world turns
We are on the trail
To some sandy land
With hopes held tightly
In our hands
Life is funny
Love is strange
Funny how the two
Can be easy
And be a pain
The old night lets go
Moving forwards
Growing old
While the fall winds
Begin to blow
In a storm from the west
Summer being laid to rest
I take a moment and remember
As the eyes of December
Begin to focus on us
The old night lets go
I to can’t hold on to the past
I must move forward
Into the unknown
To grow
To go
In a world where we gather
Come together
Yet we come in alone
We grow old
We make new friends
And say goodbye to others
Our hearts learn to love
Let go
We hold each other close
For in the end
We all know
We must go it alone
Take a break
Reflect
On details and symmetry
Wait for a new moment
Inspiration
Wait while the world spins
In easy rotation
A coffee day
With no cream
It is just what I need
Waiting
Whats worth waiting
Idealism
Perfectionism
Procrastination
How can you win the waiting game
The hope for another day
Push away
What needs to be done now
Instead, opt to bow out
Fall away
While others lead the way
My friends who wait
Never seem to make it
Never seem to get ahead
They are just going to wait
Maybe until they are dead
The Tuesday news
Brought up a day late
With slanted views
People acting funny
Few words
With lots of money
The Tuesday news will roll in late
While the businessmen play
The Tuesday news will be read
In the Subway
So brings the news
Blues
Of men
Misconstrued
My own views
Are confused at best
Wrong at worst
But I don’t take it to
Work
leave it all at the door
And refocus
Once more
All but the vital
Coming over me
A wave
A fresh tidal
How life goes
Easy on Sunday
Holding hope for the
Week ahead
Leaving behind
The week ago
See where this one will take me
Where I will go
Silence in reflection
Questions
Brought
Through reflection
Resurrection
When progress is made
I might have to step
Away
Hope my hands can
Continue to write
When inspiration
Leaves my side
The morning will be alright
When the sun sleeps
At night
Continue on
Persevere
We must
We have to