It was not the full
Onset of concern
That dawned on me
In the morning
It was the part
That imparted a certain
Uncertainty
So the fear came on
More gradually
Than before the time
When I felt like
I knew more
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Wall Street Chaos
Wall Street chaos
Directed by Silicon Valley fingers
The triggers going off
In all the whimpers
What is shaping now
Is hard to determine
Which way is up
And which way is down
For the average looker on
That the book on the shelf
Little do I know
Little do I care
But it impacts the forces
That bear on self
The Far Side of Life
On the far side
Of life
I have said many goodbyes
A few hellos
Quite a few yes’s
And the occasional no
I have grown
To come and know
What is good in life
What is to be cherished
What wastes time
And what is meritless
So everyday I rise
And smile
For what time we have here
Is just a short
While
Hope to Hopeful
Hope to hopeful
Will fill my days
With a state of mind
That I can rest easy
In time
Squalid Manor
My place work
And writing
Is far from perfect
But when hope is written
It matter not
The time or
Place
My Ad Hoc
I will write
Only what I know to be true
What I don’t write is not up to me
But rather
Up to you
Futuristic Habitual
Living in a state of flux
I have learned habits
To keep me healthy and hopeful
That tomorrow’s
Future will be better than
Yesterdays past
Other Plans
Other plans
Stand to challenge
The path of this days
Directions
With a loud
Interjection
Bored Groan
The bored groan
Emerges
From my soul
As the time lags on
Into what seemed close
Now just distant hopes
Of improving my life and circumstance
Maybe today
The hope is to breathe
And dance
Didactic Hopes
Can these words rise
Up to the days that
Lie in the future
Around the corner
And flat on the pavement
Where the people walk
And talk
The poetry
Or words
Combines
To make meaning
Significant maybe
But timely
Indeed
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