Forever I am stuck
Inside a big wheel
Spinning
Like a magnetic false
Vaporizing in mist
Clouding my foresight
Wisdom
And around
To see again
Without ever forgetting
But losing all hope.
Category: darkness
Release (day 3107)
So I floated
In glass
And coccoon
Released
From all
Toxins
That had
Begun to gather
Nigh (day 3108)
Forgive me
If it is not in my name
I cannot blame the moon
Nor can I blame the season
I cannot source my troubles
From elsewhere in the land
For I am me, this being,
Standing and worn
And it is I
Who hath lost all
That receives me
Into my good nature.
Sail Away (day 3106)
Once and a while
To hear the birds
Sweetest reprise
Morning sunrise.
Once and a while
With tulip in bloom
Caught in the moon
Sail away my gloom.
Deep (day 3104)
Let me loose
Gimme Gumchee
The river is long
Tides are turning
Each breaker I can see up ahead
Rolls like wind
Grasps at stars
And plummets
To depths below
I can’t see.
Deception (day 3099)
My only extension
Roared of hypocracy
Idling in a low gear
Sunlight and one tear.
Yet the meaning rebounded
Off greying walls
That were held on by nails
No chance for escape.
But slowly it seeped in
With melting droplets
That rivers are made of
And deception is lost.
Eagle of Thunder (day 3097)
Days like this take me away
Floating on a memory
Thought that I had never come
Like a loom, a forever weave.
On a cold winter day
Swept up in a breeze
Frozen and exhausted I
Little crunching flakes.
Eagle of thunder
My holiest of unions
Breathe into me desire
Upon wings I’m no martyr.
Fences (day 3124)
It would have made more sense
Had the locks been undone
But the height of the fence
Resisted the direction begun.
So the height was evaluated
Prospects were gathered
Witnesses were brought in
And a document was then signed.
Reduced then to tears
The paper found it’s owner
Lost in a myriad of fears
And a tall, tall fence to get over.
Motion Soundtrack (3088)
Like a joke
I have been replaying a soundtrack
Flickering through my brain,
Like still grass
Clear for me,
Better than most,
But still untrue
Amidst all that blue
Canopy of daylight.
Forgetting these distractions
Made a tear fall
For my ideals
Had become enveloped
And unjustly packed
Just as reverb plays me
Through a symphony
I have recalled my stereo
To monophonic simplicity
And begun to slow
This motion and flow.
City Streets (day 3087)
Clouded footsteps
Grocery bags
Minimalism