One moment away
Can be eternity
If the pieces fall
In the divide of time
Where even a minute is
Too late
To take the setback
Is to be bold and weary
Upon the arrival
Of another day
Setbacks
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Another Time
I’m late
Again
It what for
Who knows
The time flies
And my mind goes
Simple Times
Were there ever simple times?
A time when everything was smooth
As the morning dew
Rather I object
That time neither existed
In romance or
Realism but
Was a fragment
Of imagination
Lodged in the hopeful
For today is the day
Of hope for me
Regardless of the fate I see
We start in with
Today
Gallantry
Pushing ahead
In a world
Half alive
Half dead
Tomorrow is
Another day
Another chance
To be
Free
Shallow
Shallow
Is the fear
That I see
Growing amongst
Those
Whose cares
Are not in consideration
With others
Rather we must emit and develop
Depth for others
And for ourselves
Grey L.A.
The water falls
From the roofs
Easy as it can roll
Into the streets
And streaming down
The avenues
Into the collections
And sewer openings
Where it rolls into larger
Homes
Away from the streets
Of a busy
L.A.
Rebel Hopes
Rebel Hopes
On the way
To being a renegade spirit
These worn out days
I have ideas
That are not so unique
With words
Bleak
But I hope to see a
Light
Guided by my own
Divine sight
For wherever I am pulled
I will hold on
To these rebel hopes
A Daily Science
Is there a science
To the perfect day
From start to finish
No other way
Of looking at the same
Pieces to the puzzle
Hiding from the fears
Embracing the struggle
These are the acts
Behind making the most
Of the moments we are given
Wide-Eyed Ocean
The wide eyed ocean
Breeze
Filled with salty
Vibes and evenings
Long and cool
Into the night
I close my eyes
And feel those
Wide-Eyed Ocean
Life
My Straw North
The old county
Where I grew up
The straw north
Outside the state park
Where you could hear the rides
At night
Off the highway
That creaked in the evening
And cracked at dawn
The fields filled with
Corn and life
Back on
The other side
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