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
Ventura and Sunset
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Tag Archives: Poetry
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
Coffee Gallery
Coffee gallery
Of beans
From all over the world
One cup
One whirl
Spring water
Fresh through the grounds
Can be found
In any town
Coffee gallery with a view
To see the beauty of golden hues
Acidity
Acute Courage
Acute courage
Lingering verbiage
Subservient against
The grain
Go
Getter
In a time of full blown fear
Tearing at our hearts
And minds
Acute courage is needed
In the thickest of weeds
So that the strong can truly
Be
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
Bravery and Shutdown
Bravery and shutdown
The juxtaposition
Of nature’s
Vs
Nurture
How our composure
Is tested
For our future
Are we brave
As we brace
For the changes
Of a slowing race
You tell me
The Tampered House
The tampered house
Reveals a new question
Who really won the
Election
If we can’t count votes
Or tally numbers
What the hope for the wonder
Of the country
That stumbles to freely elect
Officials
With there golden whistles
Or do we care what the jokester
Riddles
All the results
Seems less than official
Extension Company
The extension company
Goes beyond the modern fellow
To the gallows
Where the need for
Extra time
Holding on to the keys
Of the future
I bet my part
From the start
Holding on to the hopes
Of the heart
Abundant Contradiction
The abundant contradiction
Flows unknowingly
Flowingly
From the words of misguided souls
In words we see
The eternity
Of fluid
Lies
From the lips of
Cold settled
Hearts
Contradictions abound
While the wind that moves
Through our lips
Make the sound
A Cup of Songwriting 