Best Behavior

What is today’s goal

Achievements roll

Tendencies and complacency

Intricacy of competency

How will I strive for new growth

Grow and grow

Then grow old

Today’s goal

Is a myriad of flavors

I will just make my best

On my best behavior

 

Late Night Walks: Dream and Drift

Late night walks

Through familiar

Grounds

Meeting my brother

Walking the hounds

All around

Memories of growing up

Somehow this place connects me

To my past

The last walk of memory

New walks ahead

But this night

Walking through the evening mist

Is a walk through my own history

To dream

And drift

Truth Be Told

How we will remember moments

Is how we will remember feelings

No matter what the context

In front or the subset

We will remember most what we felt

Memories and facts hold little hope

When the heartfelt reactions we know

When another spoke

The truth be told

How will I remember now

As I grow old

Will it be funny or a mystery

Happy or misery

This level of uncertainty

Is certainly welcomed but noted

I guess I am just uncertain

How I will remember

This moment

 

Win or Loss: The Name Game

Call it a win

Call it a loss

Call it whatever makes the boss

Happy

Cheery eyes and gleeful

Never has been a time

Quite so deceitful

Run amuck

But don’t run too much

Or work too hard

The words can be misconstrued

News becomes the lens

Which we see our lives through

So today

We must sit back and pull

The entertainment from the information

Nothing quite makes sense

And is a sore source of irritation

Return we may

But today

I guess perspective depend more about

How you say

Than what you say

A win

Or

A loss

 

Hold On Tight

Who is coming

Who is going

The rolling order

Keeps on rolling

What is this man pulling

Our own teeth

Our own hopes

Driving fast

Without knowing where we are

Going

How changes happen quick

Overnight

We all better hold

On

And hold on

Tight

An Uncertain Tide

The waters of uncertainty crash on our shores

A briny sea beckons questions

The love of beauty

The fear of death

Wrapped up in a single wave

Seafoam gentle and curdled

Up on the shores of our land

The tide of uncertainty has rolled in

One hour late

But is here to stay

Here to stay

An uncertain tide

Has rolled our way

 

Quick Removal

From the heights of the Rockies

To the East River of New Yor City

Calling the truth 

Following the lights 

So pretty

New 

And unused

We march in order

Phones connected

Waiting social interactions

Waiting our next approval 

Or the posts we make 

Will have quick removal