It started with a few words
Like a leaking faucet
On a dry day
As the hopes of many
Became united
In one discrete shade of
Grey
So they say
That the rhetorical waves
Had begun
From the drops into the ocean
It all was one
In that moment
I knew the sea change
Had already won
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
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
There is a tree
That grows in the desert
Around a house
Where it is pleasant
All things held constant
It can survive the brutal summers
And winters night
Waning night
Evening gone
Morning later
Will bring the dawn
For now I rest
An easy soul
In my heart
And growing old
Another take
Staying awake
My mind roams
When it gets to late
So in a hurry
I push the buttons
Most the tiem
I don’t even know
What’s coming
Left on Hillcrest
Off on Dunes Highway
Over the tracks
On
The near side
There is a place
Where my family resides
Off the beach
With no sand
That is where my family land
So bored
The routine
Grabs me
Sits me down
Holds me in attention
For now
I focus
On the path forward
Into the future
My own
Eyes
Have seen
Opportunity
Have seen struggle
Tough times
Amidst the good
A mixed bag
Not always what I wanted
But what it should
Be
A frontier
I stand upon
Either the winds
Or the mountains
Know me by name
In this distant mindset
All is the same
One day
At
A
Time
