Thick clouds extend
Further then the earths ends
From side to side
Covering the velvet blue skies
Undermined with pillow whites
Sun captured
Held on bond
Until another
Summers dawn
Tag Archives: Poetry
Leftover Capitilizations of Yesterday’s Song
Sunday morning slugs along
Leftover capitalizations of yesterday’s songs
Missed opportunities
Overachieved success
Deep sleep
With much needed rest
The day brings opportunity
Challenges and breaks
Waiting for on relaxing Sunday ways
Until the week begins much slower
On Monday
Repeat
Alarm
Open
Wake
Doubt
Resilience
Resume
Clothes
Dress
Quiet
Instrument
Clock
Rehearse
Doubt
Wandering
Focus
Confidence
Practice
Practice
Practice
Alarm
Next
Instrument
Clock
Practice, tired, questions, confidence, excitement
Alarm
Food
Poetry
Exercise
Drive, Perform, Drive
Sleep
Repeat
Other Lights
The sight of distraction
Slightly amusing
Satisfaction
Unknown desires
Lit through eyes
Seeking goods
Owned or
For hire
Yet we pry ourselves away
To relent to yet another day
That we have what we need
We own what we know
We have made our choices
So for other lights
We let go
Arthur on the Coast
Arthur hits the North Carolina coast
Fourth of July dampened roast
Fireworks can not be on display
In a southern fog of rainy days
Rotations of clouds
Moving up the eastern seaboard
The sparks of July will be postponed
Call waiting
Sitting on hold
The 4th of 2014 will be celebrated
Later than it seemed
As Arthur makes its way up the coast
Keeping people inside
Instead of a celebratory toast
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Slip and Slide of Lethargy
Information technology
Slip and slide of lethargy
Connected eyes
With screens to see
Distracting cells of energy
I pull away empathetically
Hoping for some new life in me
How is it that machines can lock in
On holding tight to my time and skin
Settle my movements and actions
Taking me into dead satisfaction
I am weary of these offers
Video games makes normal
The martyrs
So I will walk away
Until the next day
The lights illuminate my face again
Time on the Run
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
So long gone
So many more to come
Hours pass like minutes
Days pass like hours
Weeks pass like days
Months pass like weeks
Years pass like months
Growing up
Time on the run
I must settle myself
Settle these days down
To take in the beauty all around
Keep looking up
Only check once to look down
Hold Them Dear
We build houses
Trees with farms
We hold them dear
We create our own opportunity
From the sparse earth
We pull new life
Our own life and growth
We give back
In this line of work
Make discoveries
On weathered farms
Swollen Skies
Growing up
Under swollen skies
Making changes
In our parents eyes
Commitments made
Growing mistakes
We just have to do
Whatever it takes
I watch you grow
You watch me
We help each other stay
From as low as life
Can be
We wake up together
To see another day
Whether its the sun
Or the rain
We grew up under swollen skies
When the rain fell
It pulled the tears out of our eyes
Yet we pushed through
I get to see a new face
Through the rain anew
I am honored and proud
To be your husband
Under these dark rain clouds
Rapid Scores
The leather cold from a chilly morning
Sand from clothes the night before
One grain less
One grain more
The birds chirp rapid scores
Pushing me out the door
The radio belts out last nights memories
Sent me off for the night
Making the ways
For new
Broken in
Days
