Delayed
Unfettered display
Of reckless disregard
On guard
Words with no meaning
Indecisive
Backward leaning
Back in the night
When the sun lies low
That is where the weak prosper
The forbidding go
Delays in Night
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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
Grip of Power
Display the power
Training our eyes
Not to wonder
Bearing down
Fists of thunder
Hold our breathe
Let go
The ones who have the power
Will soon let us know
That when their rains come
They will be a shows
Of the terrible grips of power
Goals and Intimidation
Goals set up
What can either be achieved
Or grieved
Held on to and flourish
Or fallen to the side
And malnourished
Objectivity
Subject to change
Some day’s life goals
Seem strange
Tend and sift
So in time dreams grow
Hoping they take us all
Where we want to go
The Lake Lays
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
Granite Stones
Cold
Underlining counters
With reflective site
Elbow cold
Down by my side
Granite stones
In suburban homes
This life we live
The truths we own
Lays on top
Of these granite stones
Life Love Funny
Life is funny
Love is strange
Funny how the two
Can be easy
And be a pain
Where I Go
Where I go
When the news of the day
Constructs fear towers
In the home
Where I stay
Can I go in moments notice
Go unnoticed
Where can I go
Where I float
Return to home
What in the World
The world
Is not ours
We deserve nothing
We have our lives
Our decisions
Some want it all
Packed in raw made
Incisions
How the world falls
When the silly
Want it all
Build our lives
With broken chairs
Sit in as we dare
The whole world
Is at stake
Terrible times
To make a mistake
Take a Break
Walk away
Start anew
From Tuesday blues
To Wednesday new
Hold on to new days
No matter what anyone says
Hope is best in moderation
Don’t let go
When optimism is lost
It may not come back
Gone drifting into the black
Hold on to what is true
Hold this day
Anew
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