High Tide

High tide

In a moments notice

Get the day on

Staying in love

And feeling the run

Of a high tide

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Fleeing Green

The vines wrap

Over the edges

Fleeing

Green

Making a way

From

The start to finish

I can relate

With that fleeting hope

Slowly crawling

Maybe to better

Maybe to worse

But ahead

Non the less

The Lonely Ones

The lonely ones

Start early

And end late

They find a path

Constructed

From paper machete

From the grounds of

Sacred hollow

The lonely ones

Have a tough

Pill to swallow

The lonely ones

Changing our world

In silence

Straight Ahead He Said

Straight ahead

With no deviation

One handed guide

Swiftly through the nation

Embalmed with lies

Far and wide

You could see the twinkle

Lost in his eyes

Straight ahead he said

With no remotes

Stay consistent

Stay in course

Mean a Thing

The old fears

Dried up tears

Move up

Move out

All the changes happen

In specific time

And moments

We remove ourselves

To see the grand scheme

By it doesn’t mean a thing

When your heart is torn

A Tiny Heart

The size of an almond

With a personality the size

Of the room

Our small dog

Named Wilco

May have a small heart

But fills the room with love

When anyone walks in

Sweet little Wilco