Be Gone Bygone

Be gone

Bygone era

Let go

Of the past 

Open a new future

I want not vintage and old

I want to grow up 

New 

Refresh 

Let go

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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 ControlĀ 

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

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

 

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

 

 

I Respect

What is freedom of speech

When it is used as a means

To insult the strong or weak

Has an inherent conflict

With the word’s we speak

I respect

But respectfully disagree

How do we discover a line

A purpose

When the lines are so blurry now

We all have a right to our own views

At what point does it infringe on the rights

Of others

If abused in this sense

Seems morally distressed

I respect the freedom of speech

But I also must respect you

 

Sturdy and Venomous

The whimsical x-ray of our society

Has revealed a great deity

Venomous and toxic

Leaving the trace of a blown rocket

We used this messed up world

To project our problems into one being

Manifested into our new destiny

Smiling he rode in on white horses

The whole world overthrew me

But I will find steady ground

I will polish my smiling face

I will bandage my wounds and move on

This is the primary focus of the race

It’s not how we celebrate

But how when we see the face

From behind the facade

How we pick ourselves up from the dirty ground

Maybe it was our fault in the first

There is no faith to be put in humanity

We return certainly

To realizeĀ it was my own hope that let me down

Battered and on the ground

I pick myself up

And begin the hope anew

Just in something new

What a Rush

It’s that determined feeling

The sweet ambition

The fantastic touch

The plausible idea

Warm to talk to

Improving the rush

To the fingers

Head

Arms

The rush of the moment

The Borrowed Riff

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PHOTO CREDIT: EVAN PERIGO

In a nebulous state of mind

The concluding chord rung out

Wrung out

Fascinated by the quick sequel of progression

How one planned moment

Moves to the next

A grape plucked from the tree

Quickly becomes a past tense

Cattle that pine for the open fields

Excellent presentation

Not quite overstated

But rather I am fascinated

That now a moment planned now is

More present a moment unknown

A hat floating off the cliff

Taken in

The borrowed riff