Welcomed by the mountain range
The wide sky
Opening my eyes
Late into the eve
Morning skies
Welcome to the nature stage
Well done
And never the same
Welcome Me in Montana
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Tag Archives: Art
Back to Words
Back to Words
Renewed and new
Old and worn
Planted and grew
I refresh in a new
Set of words
Tied in meaning
And time
I return to Words
In search of rhyme
The Sour Hour
Set in motion
The words of confusion
Upon a sour hour
Of weird correlations
Frustrations
Laid back
Anticipation
Antipathy
From certainty
I prepare for my own future
What lies ahead
How Friendships Change
Friend and moments
Time and history
What changes ahead and lies behind
Can be one great mystery
From meeting to realizing
From analyzing to growing
Friendships have a way of outlasting
While the mind keeps going
But at some point distance can be too great
Challenges and differences to obtuse
That is when some friends just have
To cut loose
But friendships change as do all living creatures
If history be true
This surely it will teach us
Fast Impact
Fast impact
With little for sustain
Sustenance or compounded frame
How can we be so quick
To change
Change judgement
Words
Rearrange meanings and then
Come back to the same
What is it that can revolve
A door then disappear in moments
How can this happen overnight
Into the bright light
No one has it right
No one has it right
Sweet of Me
Sweet of me
Coffee on a Friday night
Slow motion
Next to the Atlantic Ocean
Our bed is a revolving door
Ask me tonight and I will be unsure
Of where I will sleep tomorrow
But tonight I drink you in sweet
In a cafe
Near the Abbott Kinney street
Friendship
Many ships set sail at night
Setting sale in the winter
Protecting the sailors from
The evening’s blight
We have shared many meals
In this life
Made some jokes
And done alright
Friendship is a ship built together
Keeping us free from the blasts of the outer world weather
This ship has sailed for years
Our hearts have learned
Loved
Refined
Cheers glasses
And dined
From New York to Los Angeles
Bloomington to Fort Wayne
Our friendship is similar to back then
But not quite the same
Just as the weather can alter a boat
Over the years
So has our lives altered course over time
But it is true friendship that remains
At the core we are still the same
As when we boarded the ship of friendship
As reluctant strangers
We are now bound together
Friends all the same
Bequeathed
I cry cowardly over my leather shoes
The moan of hateful speech
Beacons a new wrath
The exotic clover has grown
Dried up and shriveled
Bequeathed
For the next generation
A sensational generation
My hope and dream
So I do my part in planting hope and optimism
Even in this world of ever deep division
Our hopes and dreams
Bequeathed from our fathers and mothers
Have been squandered away
On cheap things
The Ragged Carriage
We are carried in the carriage
Ragged and old
We must find new wheels
New axels
Our carriage can’t carry
Us much longer
Not like this
We are going to break the carriage
Disparage
Can we please fix the carriage
Normally Abnormal
Poems on current affairs
Or the state of the current affair
I am not sure how to decipher
Explain
The difference
I mean
Who cares
Underwater drones seized
I guess this is what it will be
The new normal
Is not normally
Going along
In a world changing
Faster than my hands can type
This type of change is uncertain
WE LACK HOPE
We lack direction
We lack the ability
To detect a fraud
Before its inception
What’s the use
It is just the new
Something we have to get used to
