Embrace the challenge
Of golf and it’s bitter edges
Take me to the turn
And start again
From the summer grass
Cut in the early hours
To the tee box setup in the light
Turn the day into a light of hope
Take on the joy of the game
Everyday
To the dogleg left
On the side of the hill
With a pond easy sitting
At the edge of the chance
To take up the summer light
In the setting fit for a new eye
I see the golf course awake today
Sitting up in the dew to say again
How is the morning set in a glisten
The birds call out to those who will listen
And see the light of the day set upon their skin
The city life
Of motion
Moves without even knowing
What will come next
And the random strain
That is made from a misstep
Will make you remember
The way the world moves
With us all riding
Along
The HQ
A place to define
The limitations
Of what can be
And what could be
Done
And undone
With exhaustion
To the wind
Of narratives
Grave
In the HQ the words
Land
A better fall
From a uncertain
Frame of mind
Falls for certain
In a half the time
So take time
Today
To precent
Tomorrow
Fall
Totally
Known
In it’s totality
Will we ever really
Know
The truth
It was a blue sky
That reminded me
Of why my eyes saw
Brought me back
To uneasy memories
Unfinished work
A lack of mastery
So my blue eyed worries
Began to creep into me
One thought
At a time
All things held constant
As they are
Words are needed to soothe
The disruption
From a certain combustion
So the fuel can be expelled
With a polite expert
Weaving the words
Through a difficult
Narrative
To see what the future
Can hold
It was a weak profit
Year
So I was told
As the margins
Decreased
Beyond a certain threshold
So changes are coming
Down the line
I can see
There is hope in the corporate
World to return
To monopoly
I made a mistake
One I can not take
As a simple
Action
Rather inaction
So my face
Began to blush
With the knowledge
Of the mistakes
I had made
A Cup of Songwriting 