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Tag Archives: Avaition
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
Chaos Control
Let the trolls
Roll
Let the birds
Fly upon them
I am sick of lies
Sick of tails
Tired of being the end
Of the joke
Let the chaos control
Roll out
On the world
Muddle by Technology
Muddle and confusion
Marry the mellow quiet
With ruptured sounds of a digital empress
Defiant of the status quo
Holding on to the last of what was
What we used to know
The cell phone rings
Elbows locked in admiration
Swing around the border
Of the new order
Tech first feeling second
Defiant I remane
But I wonder what the world would be
With no technology
Would we be more advanced
If we were connected by glance
Instead of digital connection
A tacit code of life
Implied by technical lines
We are breakable and weak
In the eye of technology
Critical Description Rehearse
Walking off the tarmack
To a shimmering glaze of white capped mountains
A blueish overtone of gentle purity
Of the final frontier
Pictures quickly flashed in a moments noticed
I remember walking
But I could have floated
Checking into the rental car
Stale air and stuff seats
Pulling out of spiral bending lots
Upon Alaskan grounds we disperse
What these eyes now behold
Could never have been done with
Critical description rehearsed
Phone calls connected before our arrival
Preparations made as best as we know how
Faces new gleaming with helping hands
Island time is a new resonance we intake
With a Foat Top silhouette in the backdrop
Down the Seward highway
We make our paths
And are already planning on coming back
Coeur D’ Alene
Upon the shores of the Idaho banks
Lies a city of French coronation
Beauty bounding straight from the mountains
Fountains of fresh water springs
Water clashed out and sings
Pine trees weathered the western sun
Green coffee beans roasting
Swooning from the delicate flow of life
Tucked on the western sea side
Fresh air crisp in inhalation
Resounding in echoes smoothed out of the corridors
As my eyes rest easy
On this place just west of the planes
In a small town called Coeur d’Alene
Back at the Cafe
Back at the Cafe
On the strained Route 94
Deep in North Dakota
Where the wind finds fields
Of exapanse and rips through
Rain pours over cargo trains
Bustling through the rich spring air
We stop for caffeine as we make our way
Due west
The ultimate test
Journey new
Undone
Headed right through
The storm
The coffee soothes the moment and lifts
The eyes
Now a brain soaked in caffeine
We continue
Abandoned Winds
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Abandoned winds
Trademark holiday fields
Bursting with light greens
From the depth of winter snow beams
Unsettled video consultation
Hair covered over face salutation
Examine Every Nerve
I examine every nerve I have
Looking for the damage caused
A defective course of action
Creating inaction
The bustling buzz of cars
Underneath my feet
Standing on bridges above the city
Elite
My back arches as I inhale the wind
I am the chief of my soul
In complete control
My feet brace for a jump
As my legs can barely release up
The colorful whirl of lights
And distant boats
East river floats
I launch out into the night
Wiley Uncertain Progress
We were safe for a couple days
Laid up down south
And feeling strange
Unusual rather than usual
Not pampered but
Taken care of
As a musician this is luxury
Unknown
Until this moment
We behold
My wife and I relish in
Wiley uncertain progress
But today we hold each other close
Knowing we have a certain relaxation
Safe in moments exhalations
We cherish the wild open future
And relish the present
A Cup of Songwriting 