Delays in Night

Delayed

Unfettered display

Of reckless disregard

On guard

Words with no meaning

Indecisive

Backward leaning

Back in the night

When the sun lies low

That is where the weak prosper

The forbidding go

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Be Gone Bygone

Be gone

Bygone era

Let go

Of the past 

Open a new future

I want not vintage and old

I want to grow up 

New 

Refresh 

Let go

The Lake Lays

The lake lays

Awake

While we sleep

Lapping waves

On the shores

Of the Indiana shores

With dunes and beaches

Summer will evaporate 

While the lake lies

Awaits a new summer

In a deep winter freeze 

Back to Words

Back to Words

Renewed and new

Old and worn

Planted and grew

I refresh in a new 

Set of words

Tied in meaning

And time

I return to Words

In search of rhyme

Chaos Control 

Let the trolls

Roll

Let the birds

Fly upon them

I am sick of lies

Sick of tails

Tired of being the end 

Of the joke

Let the chaos control

Roll out

On the world

The Great Debate

Polite discrepancy

Independently

Who’s responsibility is it

Who’s responsibility¬†was it

To be honest and clear

Alive and front and center

Taking the stage

As the great pretender

Honor the people

Before the investor

This is not a board game of sorts

Or out of sorts

I watch in horror

Decisions will be made tonight

During the outlandish debate

Hoping someone will seal a certain fate

Tonight

Alright

Let them at it

We can watch the fight

 

 

 

Life

Life has a way of changing

Right when you think it is all figured out

Right when you get comfortable

You get knocked down

Change is truly inevitable

It is in this inevitability that we must anticipate

Await new challenges

New celebrations

New frustrations

It is all in the package when you sign the lease

Lease of life

Temporary

Inpermanent

I see these changes truly only in retrospect

Hard to drive the car when you can only look back

But I adapt

That is the fully human function we all have

Is the ability to change to the future

To see what is required and adapt to it

Sometimes I reminisce the past

I open up to it

But only momentarily

There is nothing to hold on to

To move forward with

I just have this moment

It will never be the same

And I have never been here before

But I will do my best

Life

4 Minutes

In 4 minutes I will attempt

To write words

Strung together with

Some meaning

My eyes are stuck to the screen

Gleaming

Written in an attempt to say

What I have postponed along the way

Returning to ritual

Feels good

Yet not unusual