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Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Break free

Exist explore resist implore
become that which you are wanting,
stop refrain from day mundane
break free a task undaunting.
Simplistic chore in chasing more
be open to your calling,
pay no mind to self design
what ladder you were crawling.
Giving up for going up
let that which matters play,
dance upon the wind
defend the purpose of the day.
Search to find yourself aligned
center in this reason,
life is more than social score
and lasts if but a season.
Give to higher purpose
salt the earth with meek intention
exist explore resist implore
become your intervention.

DOD

Designation of dictation
inner voice to push the pen,
where are you in needed times
when on you I depend
Seems you only come around
in moments of reflection
absence on the roster of
the help in life's direction
Rear view mirror in this life
does little as we steer
yet moment's silence all alone
be sure your voice is clear
Your hoping or your conscience
opinionated or dejected
how you see did you and me
get paired up and selected
Inner voice you traitor's choice
your signals mixing as you send
the designation of dictation
still upon you I depend

Monday, January 12, 2009

Surging Flow

A surging flow of which we know
that pitter patting pace,
the every step misguided swept
the wind against our face.
Shallow holes reversing roles
to beaten paths for blazing,
unlike sheep to shepherd go
content us cattle grazing.
Cosmic dust to settle not
as swifter waters rise in raging,
all the while with sorrowed smile
and faces that are aging.
Passersby through moving sky
of blues and blacks and grays,
til off it goes that surging flow
and slows our pittered pace.

The Distance From Creativity to Constellations

Great expanse on which we dream
as lofty visions fly
from silent fears they disappear
upon the midnight sky
Creation now is taking wing
and off to heavens roam
to sleep the dwarfing giant's sleep
as seeds we've softly sown
Could it be the very breath
we utter to the stars
is nothing more than gathered dreams
the twinkling birth of ours
The distance is confusion
giving way to revelations
let die not our shining light
on hope and constellations

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Tonight I Sleep

Angels or strangers whose arms are found better
whose outstretched love does hide
the sinner deep in loathsome sleep
when thoughts and hearts collide
Those who once have never known
the sliding sweat of skin
or ones we will not see once more
who knew us not back then.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Upright

Upright beasts is what we are
confined to fleshy zoo,
made to dance with circumstance
understanding far and few.
Forced into explosion
driven from our salty slumber,
made to grace a time and place
disgrace a loathsome lover.
Shunned but not forgotten
lost in preservation,
too great for hearts unknowing
flowing towards our condemnation.

Ocean Drift

A night out on the ocean
emotion ebbs and flows,
on a wave no world to save
at least none that he knows.
Salty air has found it's way
to wash the cleansing tide,
wanting nothing more in life
than gentle waves to ride.
Peaceful heart endearing
steering through tranquility,
just a man out on a boat
that peaceful man is me.