Just a Better Man (day 2426)

If I was just a better man
I’d have made a little change;
Words still spoke echo loud
Instead it’s drugs that choke.
I have a mind filled of veins
Tracks leading Hollywood
Straight to Reno, desert rose –
And it’s a clear night tonight.
Blackness of a heart murmur
Every shadow induces blur
That silhouette each mystery
Like whispering dust amidst a dream.
“Goodnight my well worn boots,
I’ll be sleeping in tonight.”

Endlessly Lost Wisdom (day 2406)

I’m going to become a broadscape of chattering
Little chipmunk in my hair
Rattling long speeches
The great Lizard Man would be proud of
Epic monologues
Banter and rebut
Soapboxing my way towards
An immobilization
Frozen by complex axioms
Criss-crossing a deserted wooden chair
Supported by bent half inch plywood
That understands my troubles
Like the Lizard Man does.
Who could have guessed it?
Lost in that immediate broadscape
Of endlessly lost wisdom.

Planted (day 2353)

I planted you on the horizon
And placed a ladder at the fence
I let each apple fall slowly
To the soft ground they went
For if I had not let this time
A sacrifice to the gods
I would not be able to achieve
What every man dare grow
Deep inside reflecting pool
Honour in deep blossom

What Was I Once (day 2329)

What was I once?
A boy?
Did I stand up for our rights?
And speak out with our voice?
Did I hold my own
In discussions of the future?
Did I make decisions
Understanding the gravity
Of seven generations?
And how many times
Did I remain calm
As those around me couldn’t?
Did I react to danger
As a leading protector?
Did I give safety
To those around me who couldn’t?
Did I stand up to help?
Did I give you a chance?
Have I become
A man?

Rain – part V (day 2265)

(part IV)

I felt good beating away my irrational fear
That this hungry stranger was wild man
He did have some unkempt parts about him
But nothing more than your average man.
He said he’d been working on a pig farm
Just inside the Ontario border
For the last four years
A smell I had keenly detected
When I first met him.
He warmed over as he drank the tea
And soon he was calmer
As the dog stopped growling at the stranger
The fire I kept going I’m sure
Also brought up his spirits.
I fed him toasted bread, jam, and eggs
And sent him off to the barn
Before darkness set in.

Rain – part I (day 2261)

The dog barked loudly that night
As rain came pouring down our windowsills
As if there were a man
Standing just outside
Heaving heavy buckets full
Of water as a stream.
Eventually I cursed enough
That I threw on my thick raincoat
And ploughed through the yard
Looking for anything suspicious –
Dog at my side leading the way.
We rounded the barn
To see the chicken house door
Standing open, no chickens yet escaped
Flapping in the wind.
Crouched over was a man inside
A few egg shells around his muddy boots
Still dripping fairly heavily.

part II

Free Man (day 2240)

I am letting go my reason
Turning open my vessel
My heart no longer caged
A soldier standing on the front line
Battle worn and still alive
Thriving in throngs of passion
Arrow plucked and bow taught
Whisper goes out to my gods
Eyes falling into ecstasy
Smiling with little worry
Reason blending into action
Stepping out a free man.

To Stand (day 2199)

Thought I was the one, man
Took every last dime
Crawled away in darkness
Head hung not so high
Wished upon a night sky
For strength to stand my way
How many more upsets
Must I leave away in earnest
Take my hands from the cutting block
I’m still able to stand
But I thought I was the one
And here I am still a man.

Twisting Trail (day 2127)

Papa could’ve been another type of man
Like a raindrop could be caught in a hand
Let another letter slip through the mail
Gone again gone again as heat prevails.

“A little gone,” says the better man
Couldn’t you have just set it right: a plan
I said goodbye into a dusty pan
Held it close as I looked inside.

When the needles dropped upon the forest floor
Little birds gathered all around
Snowdrops sprouted into the sky
And the trail twisted on.