Month: June 2019
Serenity
My hands mold clay
The more it moves
The less it calms
Like distance breezes
Believing stirs tiny change
Calmness comes from inspiration
Exhaustion slows the mind
Acceptance is the dream
Inside we build fortresses
Perhaps one day it’ll come
Serenity seldom climbs walls
It is the clay we mold
The ball we smash
Over and over again
The Dream
I awoke changed
I knew my neighbor
My day was measured in events
Instant meant shortly
I waited for news
It didn’t always agree with me
People said hello
There wasn’t rude in your face
We talked to strangers
I didn’t label you for disagreeing
Open hostility was frowned upon
Children ran free range
No danger from unseen menace
It was called safe and free
It was my youth restored
Someday was flying cars
They never warned us of the past
Just promise of tomorrow
My how we changed
Random phone picture
Wordless Wednesday
Yesterday
I sweep up shards of yesterday
But if reflection stares wispy back
Thoughts and dreams lie still
Troubles and torments mix between
Their eyes still shiny and clear
Dustbin vanishes wiping the slate
Clean and new today breaks
Yearning dawn white washes all
Forgetfulness the savior comes back
Momentous cleanse fills the void
Yesterday distant place now
Deep breath starts the cycle new
The blanket of present lies before me
Wordless Wednesday
Random phone picture
The other side
Peering through the gate
Deeper greens, darker blues beckon
Sunshine erases the grey clouds
Breezes warm from a distance
Feelings create longing need to be
The difference a few feet make
My soul cries to climb over there
To know the life in Sunshine
Breathing air that lightens spirits
I can taste the freedom of other side
My bones cry for muscles to move
But somehow I stay waiting
For the invitation to arrive
Or guys to crash this party
