Set the goal
Call the time
Set up a sinister
Set of rhymes
Jump through the hoop
And over the mountain
Drink water from the
Ever tempting fountain
See you on the other side
In due time
Goals listed
And achieved
What we have
What we need
A knit carriage
Will carry me home
When time is undone
Confusion sets in
Find me
Where the wind blows
Through open windows
Upon a knit carriage I
Will
Ride
Write slow and smooth
All the unused phrases
Coming out in time
Hit the pen
Feel the rhyme
In coping with emotions
Happy and sad
Move the pen through feelings
Alive and dead
I hope that in the end
Finally
These words are read
The medical scatter
Over the mountains and
Through the woods
Holding our health
While they could
Medical scatter
From denial chatter
Hope reservoirs pumped with dreams
It is true
Nothing is quite
As it seems
Arrogant yet animated
Release the coils
Of a foiled sofa
We all have our moments
But let it run
Alternative facts
Alternative sun
My life is mine
Yours
Your own
What we do
How we have grown
Put a fork in my cynical mind
The daily youthful yell
I emit while laying on my side
A gorgeous hope
Of a sick pretender
Hold high your hands
In bittersweet surrender
The gabby daily papers
Running underneath my fingers
As the pencil rests
Against the foamy green desk
Put a fork in my cynical mind
Hold on until the bitter end
Take all you can get
Don’t give in
Desire crept into evening dreams
Fills you up with evil things
Bird sing
While a dove flies
Hold on to the bitter end
Friends
While we are all alive
Today
Or Tomorrow
What comes not quickly
Will wait
We wait
For all of our own
Silly mistakes
I’ll try again tomorrow
Languid bitter sorrow
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
Lay low
Play soft
Surf rock
Makes me feel just right
On a Monday night
Leave me to rest
I’ll be just fine
