Water and bridge
Opportunity overpass
Go through
Make a new way
Where there was none
Look forward not back
As the water lashes
The beams
Of new opportunities
Water and bridges
Meeting where
The new you
Begins
Water and bridge
Opportunity overpass
Go through
Make a new way
Where there was none
Look forward not back
As the water lashes
The beams
Of new opportunities
Water and bridges
Meeting where
The new you
Begins
An old friend
Was always familiar
So much so
That I could swear
That we had met before
In some other life
But in a similar realm
How quickly
Life can change
From sustained to lost
Living
To holding on
I love my old friend
As he transitions
Making his way from one life to
Another
And we will me again
My friend and I
Tired eyes
Tired shoes
Tired lies
On tired shores
There is hope
There is a chance
That we can grow up
Go past
Where the tired eyes
Rest
Should we
Shall we
Can we
We can
We will
Maybe we should not
Hold on to hope
Where hope does not grow
Let go
Of a facade of hope
Growing old
Be free
Let go
Into eternity
One molasses
Moment
Moving slowly over me
Seeing how the future will be
Let go
Be free
Into the depths
Of eternity
Wait or go
The simple questions
We must know
In moments and in time
We either run away
Or hold our line
Wait or go seems to ask me
What do you want to be
Hold on into eternity
Wait or go
Go
Before the shows start
When the wind is in lungs
Breathing
Letting go
How the world knows
Taught me
To let go
Be free in moments
Free in thought
Freedom from dampening
Overwrought
A grey off colored late morning
The pendulum of metronome
Clanks from within the construction walls
The paisley building stand
Juxtaposed to billboards and lights
The creamy paleness of the Queensboro Bridge
Speckles with lights and cars
Crawling slowly over
And crimson and white lines smoke
Stacks litter the sky
Industrious
Illustrious
The east river is covered from sight
The land filled with energy
Motion
Magnificient architecture
Glistens well into the night
A New York view
New to me in a way
But still the same
And true
Why hold true
To a standard irrelevant
To me and you
Thinly veiled lies
With boundaries soft and broken
Our lives push
While the past we keep holding
An unequal comparison
Of feathered grey facts
Keeping the slow-moving world
At ease
Relaxed
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