Hope to hopeful
Will fill my days
With a state of mind
That I can rest easy
In time
Hope to Hopeful
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Squalid Manor
My place work
And writing
Is far from perfect
But when hope is written
It matter not
The time or
Place
My Ad Hoc
I will write
Only what I know to be true
What I don’t write is not up to me
But rather
Up to you
Futuristic Habitual
Living in a state of flux
I have learned habits
To keep me healthy and hopeful
That tomorrow’s
Future will be better than
Yesterdays past
Other Plans
Other plans
Stand to challenge
The path of this days
Directions
With a loud
Interjection
Suspend the Sofa
Suspend the sofa
And walk the yard
Protect the water
And heal the scars
Bored Groan
The bored groan
Emerges
From my soul
As the time lags on
Into what seemed close
Now just distant hopes
Of improving my life and circumstance
Maybe today
The hope is to breathe
And dance
Didactic Hopes
Can these words rise
Up to the days that
Lie in the future
Around the corner
And flat on the pavement
Where the people walk
And talk
The poetry
Or words
Combines
To make meaning
Significant maybe
But timely
Indeed
Feeble Toes
Feeble toes
In mystic shoes
That make my feet
Float on the sidewalk
That carries me away
Husky Snow
Husky snow
Falls like
Cotton mallets
Upon the night sky
After the rain
And before the light
A Cup of Songwriting 