The coming days to be
Letting go of what was familiar to
You and me
A city
A life
For bigger and better
Discoveries and journeys
Letting go
While others hold so tight
That they squeeze the life
Out of the joy
Thy love
And love left
It will be
The morning loose
Has a new way of threading
Needless to say
Needles of the day
A morning loose has nothing
More to say
Aches and pains
Strange held hands
In a cold rain
Under red skies
Under falling leaves
In a lake
Not a sea
The aches and pains
Cities and lanes
Riding in the cars
Remain the same
The crawl
Not laced with the sophisticated beauty
One would expect
Rather the slow
Climb
One note at a time
Hoping to make an effect
In effect
The growth
Slow to come and go
Hold our breathe
Let go
More fighting
Is it really needed
We are all tired
When we heard the call
And headed
Now more brutality
I thought we were headed
To civility
Goodness dear friends
What happened to us politically
Socially
When is the contest over
And the collaboration begin
When can we have forgiveness
For all of our vulgar sins
Not today I guess
As all hopes of civility
Renewed and put to the test
Friend and moments
Time and history
What changes ahead and lies behind
Can be one great mystery
From meeting to realizing
From analyzing to growing
Friendships have a way of outlasting
While the mind keeps going
But at some point distance can be too great
Challenges and differences to obtuse
That is when some friends just have
To cut loose
But friendships change as do all living creatures
If history be true
This surely it will teach us
Fast impact
With little for sustain
Sustenance or compounded frame
How can we be so quick
To change
Change judgement
Words
Rearrange meanings and then
Come back to the same
What is it that can revolve
A door then disappear in moments
How can this happen overnight
Into the bright light
No one has it right
No one has it right
The wistful ride
Step to the right
Step aside
Make way for the true brain
The havoc wrecking train
Out of the spotlight
And into the depths of darkness
Darkening setting
Unsettling
The lies move on
Recuse is in the news
Withdraw all efforts
Corruption is now the norm
Normal abnormal
Still disturbing
Russian hackers
Making names for old politicians
No clarity from the top
No direct vision
All the while corners are being
“Turned”
New tones are being drawn
All the while I lay back and yawn
Is this over yet
Are we back in campaign season
Or are we waiting to go back in session
Back on the road
48 hours in tow
Here we go
Another long haul
From the nights of deserts moons
To the Gypsies of Boulder
We will roll on down the highway
Tour
Perform
And do it again
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