Comes The Breaks

Silence in reflection

Questions

Brought

Through reflection

Resurrection

When progress is made

I might have to step

Away

Hope my hands can

Continue to write

When inspiration

Leaves my side

The morning will be alright

When the sun sleeps

At night

Continue on

Persevere

We must

We have to

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Hard Power

What in the world

Strength throw dumbbells curled

Javelin hurled

Bench press thrust

Is this a must

Such poor word selection

Power hard

Fast and furious

This leaves more to be curious

Than resolved

Our new mantra to be debated

While people in our country are confiscated

Why such ignorance and clamor

Why the subtle glamor

Celebrating the courageous politicians

Who are much more to be pitied

With blame

 

Set Now I Sit

A renewed time for optimism

Skepticism

Pessimism

What “ism” should we implore

Tied together and bound to the tracks

What we have lost in hope

Our empathy lacks

From the top to the bottom

Of the stack

I wish more for 2017

A new goal with a new vision

Unity and prosperity

Over division

How to get there I am uncertain

A thick curtain pulled over the stage

Stage set

Set now I sit

Waiting the coming performance

 

 

Normally Abnormal

Poems on current affairs

Or the state of the current affair

I am not sure how to decipher

Explain

The difference

I mean

Who cares

Underwater drones seized

I guess this is what it will be

The new normal

Is not normally

Going along

In a world changing

Faster than my hands can type

This type of change is uncertain

WE LACK HOPE

We lack direction

We lack the ability

To detect a fraud

Before its inception

What’s the use

It is just the new

Something we have to get used to

I Respect

What is freedom of speech

When it is used as a means

To insult the strong or weak

Has an inherent conflict

With the word’s we speak

I respect

But respectfully disagree

How do we discover a line

A purpose

When the lines are so blurry now

We all have a right to our own views

At what point does it infringe on the rights

Of others

If abused in this sense

Seems morally distressed

I respect the freedom of speech

But I also must respect you

 

Down to My Hands

Yearn for understanding

Learn from mistakes

Don’t be afraid of failure

This land comes with the breaks

Take a chance on hope

Uplifting interaction

My destination unknown

Strategy unclear

I will rely on what I know

Keep a good eye on what will become clear

From the veins running in my heart

Down to my hand

As a small child I was filled with hope

And still am today

Everday

I must move on into positive space

Remembering the words of a Poet great

The more you give

The more you create

It is not a well to be pulled dry

But reincarnated everyday

 

Keep the Car Running

Keep the car running

The faucet draining

Keep on keeping on with

What I have been wasting

In moments of reflection

Why do I put up these guards of

Protection

When I am the problem

And the solution

All in one small mind

Or large conclusion

The Wandering Heart

The wandering heart

Is a stranger in a coat

A scarecrow vintage and old

Left me many years ago

 

The wandering heart knows no home

Roaming the land looking for those it knows

But rather unknown

This heart I have

 

The wandering heart is a shed in the forest

Unattended and porous

Moss strewn floors

To young hearts it has been abetted and undone

 

My wandering heart grows cold

Looking for light in a dark circle of a world

Revolving on hearts pumping

Focused on a world of skepticism and critique

 

My heart is growing cold