The lake lays
Awake
While we sleep
Lapping waves
On the shores
Of the Indiana shores
With dunes and beaches
Summer will evaporate
While the lake lies
Awaits a new summer
In a deep winter freeze
The Lake Lays
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The Wandering Heart
The wandering heart
Is a stranger in a coat
A scarecrow vintage and old
Left me many years ago
The wandering heart knows no home
Roaming the land looking for those it knows
But rather unknown
This heart I have
The wandering heart is a shed in the forest
Unattended and porous
Moss strewn floors
To young hearts it has been abetted and undone
My wandering heart grows cold
Looking for light in a dark circle of a world
Revolving on hearts pumping
Focused on a world of skepticism and critique
My heart is growing cold
Return to the Pages
Return to the pages
Settled in and getting away
Too long
Can get contagious
I don’t write
Due to lack of inspiration
Rather I am not writing
Because it has become
A lack of motivation
Unfamiliar sensation
But it is a coal covered jewel
Untouched as the days continue
First the idea sprouts
From mind to fingers
Scatters across the keys and onto the page
I resurrect the beast laying dormant
Back to writing and enjoyment
With rest comes ideas
Ideas with time
And now it is time to return
To the pages
To the writing burn
Late or Early
Get after it late
Get after it early
Life is good
And you are worthy
The mantra begin
Then repeats
Repeats
Repeats
Until I am so driven
Driven out of my seat
Around the room
Hope of accomplishment
Seeing the fruits of hard work
Embark
Upward
Forward
And Out
Frantically Grand
Well that was unexpected
Holidays full of cheer
Unfortunately not for me
This year
I spent the day alone
On a vast lake
Kicking stones
Cheap words were yelled
From my own mother dispelled
So there I was one hour later
All alone
Hours of walking
Trying to understand
What was just laid
To rest in my hands
Frantically grand
I work my foot into the sand
As I stand
Mist on my face
This is my new way of living
On Thanksgiving
Fundamentally: You and Me
The sense of unity
A deep spring within you and me
Is fundamentally
An idea which
We should all agree
Ideally
However when a evil tragedy
Strikes the innocents
Lacking any true humanity
What are we left with
Other than a hollowed out hope
A useless and frayed rope
I have a belief
That there is more to unite
Than to tear apart
We as humans all share a common heart
Not emotionally
Purely physically
We are born with brains and toes
We all face our challenges of growing old
Not all is lost in humanity
I just saw someone yesterday
Help a lost fellow on the street
Maybe a hope of full unity may fall away
The hands of each other
We somehow share a sense of commonplace
Deep within the human race
On a Monday it seems burned out
Washed up and worn out
The hope runs like a well deep underground
Running full but without a sound
I share this hope
That is the simple humanity of each other
That we are truly bound
Non Brokered Life Decisions
Non brokered life decisions
Going broke
With entitlements given
We hope upon life grandeur
The vestments of blessings
Hopefully lay ahead
Life uncertain
Is better than certain
Mentally dead
Robotic Eclectic
Plug me in
Thoughts outside the program
Are the ultimate sin
Emotions are fouls
As older feels
Under the jowls
We are now bread to be emotionless
Plug in technology
Meaningless
How is it
That the one trait
That secures our own humanistic state
Is now to be sought out
Shot down
Not welcomed
Frowned
The highest sense of awareness
Is trumped by sedentariness
Now generations are called to the lowest
Common denominator
I hold my emotions with pride
It is what makes humanity real on the inside
Robotic eclectic humanistic
Is not for me
Realistic
So I will stay unplugged
In the most literal sense
Connected human sense
Until I am not allowed
Mantra
The harder we try to stay the same
The tougher the pull to let go
Higher stakes to move on
Infinite uncertainty of moving along
The wrong choice is to hold on
To memories
That are full of childhood
And summer lawns
We leave
And the clock still carries on
We make like water
Flowing through life without knowing
Whether each decision is right or wrong
I call this our life song
We may not know the tune
But we carry along
We have learned to let go
Of people, places, and things
To see what the new morning will bring
Sing in new light
Holding hands and feeling alright
This is my mantra tonight
A Family Reality
This may be a little heavy
I will try to keep my hand steady
I just wanted to inquire
Not for me
But for the others around me
Has your mind been
Assaulted by thoughts of suicide
As my father
I know we have never fallen too far
From the tree
My brothers and I
We struggle with life’s
Pull and subside
But I wonder if we
Have all struggled together
The same feeling from the same
Family line
Somehow if we struggle together
It makes it seem
Alright
A Cup of Songwriting 