Lake Said

Lake said

Take care

On the eve of the

New year

Stations bustle

With life and hope

New Years resolve on

Full display

Hoping to see a year anew

Starting over in a city

Seeming to fit

This year will be a hit

Rainy Lazy

Lazy rain

On a Monday

New Year’s Eve

Hours away

Bring the fresh start

Without the clouds

Doing their part

Come new year

In due time

Start again

Feeling fine

Ship Canal

When the Des Plaines and Illinois Rivers

Meet

Headed to the Mississippi

There is a pace

Nestled on the shores

Of Lake Michigan

Black building scraping the sky

Leaning back

On the windy side

At the bed of the river

Lies mysteries

And long live series

Notes and pens

Float at the riverbed

Years of passing through a city’s heart

And in all of our heads

When the three rivers make one

And down stream it flows

Through Chicago

Chicago CST

Chicago CST

Central Standard

I keep on planning

To make my way

To the Windy City

Last the cornfield to the north

Passes

Before the lake approaches

A feeling

Of lost but

Not stolen

Chicago

On my mind

As I head that way

New Year’s Sky

New Years Sky

New York City

Bustling streets

Everyday dreams

On the streets

Lifted up to

Empire high

Ever upwards

And continually so

Feeling the New Years glow

Ventura and Sunset

There is a place

I wish to go

When the snow gets cold

When the sun is

Grey with clouds

Obstructing the way

Out on the western edge

Way west

Just past Ventura

And Sunset

In January

Eve of February

Take me there

Evening sweet

Western Coffee Cup

The western coffee cup

Above the border

Where the wind is mild

And peaceful

Where the palms

Sway late into the night

Los Angeles

Abounds

When the western coffee cup

Is had west of town

Tree Save Us

The trees save us

Deliver us from our

Own perils

As we fall prey to

The toxins

We emit everyday

A tree

Can save us

As it has before

Growing from the ground floor

Taking us under its shade

Please save us trees today

A Rotten Destiny

A rotten destiny

Filled with blasphemy

Blaming infamy

Of tyranny

On the everyday man

And woman

Even

And odd

But when people die

Not even the truth can imply

That responsibility is ours

Behind these bars

I scream