Confusing Musings

Confusing musings

Of the art

Of distraction

Artificial attraction

The powerful few

Direct their efforts

To distract

The main crew

Abstractions of actions

And intent

No actions made

No messages sent

So how to tell the truth

Of the few

When lying is a standard

Act of the new forces

Advertisements

What I Knew

What I knew

I had to relearn

Over And over

Again

The Metered Approach

A metered approach

When the pain

Meets the brain

In moments of doubt

And confusion

Slowed down

To adapt to the motion

Listening to the muscles

Listening to the brain

Moving slow

When we are in pain

Hope Check

Send the check

As fast as you can

Hand it over

Just as we planned

Cover the bull

And the bill

Some loose change will do

Hold up the hundred so you can see

Through

Hope check sent in the mail

Held onto and saved

To a forest path

It has been paved

A Tale of Two Friends

A tale of two friends

Destiny begins

When fate ends

Around the corner

A separate situation

No preface needed

And no intimidation

Hope and dreams

Caught in the seems

Between two friends

As a message resends

No apology needed

When the conversation is heated

Between two friends

And that’s where this story

Ends

Poetry Day

Poetry day

Words on the lips

Feelings in the bones

Up the leg

And out the hips

Sunday

A day of reflection

Some say

But today

For me

Is poetry day

No Legit Coat Tail

Headwinds

When you have skin

In the game

Direct linear regressions

When progression

Is needed to keep

The boats at sea

Afloat

For another day

Coat tails in blasted

Fury

Scurry

With scared hopes

Feelings down

And thin

White Marble

White marble walls

Clad with grey lines

Sign of the times

Good and indifferent

All in one place

Easy love

Slow pace

Coffee ground

Into finite matter

In the cup

And on the platter

Define Future

Can we define the future

Decide with knife and suture

What will be remembered

And forgotten

Is the past obsolete

Or a defining feature

Of what growth must be

Debating

What will lead us forward

Or what holds us back

Can we define the future

And be so matter of fact

Some will be dismissed

Some gathered

My own mind

Would rather

Be in the moment

And experience reality

Not technology

Depressions ridden

Alphabetically

Future

Or

Past

What will go

And what will last