The closing of the year
Is upon us
Ready for this
Changes ahead
I’ll take them all
Some I embrace
Some I dread
The closing notes
Will be written
And read
Last Minute Notes
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The Clocks Whirling Hands
It was strange
Instead of festive
Kind of plain
Unthrilled
Mundane
Clocks whirl there hands
In some grand scheme
Taking time away from us
Is what I mean
It’s seams so fatigued
Fettered
Christmas night with summer weather
All the better
I believe I am better
Not seeing the ones I love
It was a Christmas uneven
Lost rather than loved
It was a full moon on the 25th
The whole season was off
Distressed and put off
But as the moon set rest
So another sunrise could set
My life reset
And on I go
Into the January cold
Sheer Running
Yet another year
Sheer running it seems
Wandering and walking
Christmas Eve comes quickly
A new year seemingly
Upon me
A year spent
All over the world
Whirling around
Behind the wheel of a car
Far in he free air
Upon a Christmas Eve near
Here is the next year
Ode to Complication
Ode to complication
How you have grown
From such a little boy
To full blown man
You used to have no role
In my life
Absent at times
Now more full time
Coming on stage
During the Holidays
Bending truths
Subjecting relationships
To misunderstandings
How I would not fear you
Growing up
But as I age
I see the ripples
Growing on a sleepy lake
Unfortunately it seems
You have arrived
Not ethereal
But on my life’s front door
Now that your here
I will now have to learn to adapt
Grow
Accommodate this new arrival
I wish you not the best
But that we can both exist
Low Key and Alone
It happens in Brooklyn
Crazy weekends
Working through odd ends
Songs and book ends
Stories of Wall Street and
Conglomerations
A satisfying feeling
Just staying home
Low key and alone
Maybe watch a movie
From my phone
We set out on a wild journey
Never know what was around
The corner
We are getting warmer
Sleeping in our car
Only warranted
A rite of passage in this city
Sleeping on the streets
Can be shitty
Be now I relate more
The struggle
Of the next man just trying to get by
In a city that can
Just fly by
Under the Square Lights
Sourdough, coffee, and Christmas
In Union Square
Bustling happening
On an evenings care
Touching shoulders
On crowded streets
Big city
Can sweep you off your feet
I barely look up
For all the treasures lay ahead
On a Friday nights nights
Under the Square lights
All in All
We slept in the car
How have we come so far
Life in New Your City is highly
Unexpected
From the depths of your soul
Life resurrected
It was cold
The car was comfy
We adjusted
Throughout the night
My wife and I
Sleeping on the streets of Brooklyn
Just another car on the side
No one would ever know
Everyone has a place to go
But us tonight
So we slept in the car
All in all
We are alright
On cold Brooklyn Night
Over Scented Detergent
Oh sweet over scented detergent
Urgent runs to the laundromat
Cleansing liquid of shirts and hats
The ode to the time saver
I know nothing
Of the bubble reducing liquid
On Driggs Avenue I will take you
Replenish my garmets
From jeans to armpits
Undoing yesterdays Thai food
Making my clothes fresh and new
Upon the shoulders of a clean towel
I rekindle my life
Re centered and clean
How expensive in Brooklyn
The costs of a simple wash
Can cost
But without sweet detergent
I may be lost
Warmth of Winter Light
White can lights
The warmth of winter light
Three leg tables
Setting host as guests arrive
Exposed brick and concrete
Mixed in a over casting white
Blue velvet sofas stand guard
Like watchmen at evening call
Music so soothed fine
Conversations life up
Mix up
With more voices
Music collide
An evening with my love at my side
Wooden beems hold up the fragile sky
On a Monday night
Try to Unfetter then again, Beset
Forgive and forget
Somehow it is more feasible
To forget to forgive
Unrelenting nagging betterment
Maybe I can forget and forgive
That would be the best set
Unsettling but better yet
Try to unfetter then again, beset
Unrelenting in the development
Of forgiveness
Relinquish
Yet remain unbent
I ponder my own capability to forgive
Inability even at times
For my own betterment
I guess I wake up consistent
Inefficient the ways of holding on
Suffer on
Try to turn turmoil and emotion rawness
Harness the nowness
Look into the eyes of bewilderment
And be less aggressive and more understanding
Planning to forgive
Compliment and try
To forget
