Follow the path.Stay in your lane. Don’t detour.Ignore the scenic route.Maintain your speed.Veer neither left nor right.Keep your eye on the prize.End in sight.Future decided.Fastest way is through.Only one way out.No U-turns allowed.Make us proud.
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Lost in the Ivy
Many of us are driven by fearHoping to stand out, yetLonging to fade into the backgroundSecluded from prying eyesWhile putting our lives on displayWe stand in the sunStatues unyieldingSuspended, bronze tarnishedYears etched by vinesTaking root around usClimbing our immovable facadesAppearing as accessories of timeHistories adorning us in starlightGrowing with the wind, and sun,And rain washingContinue reading “Lost in the Ivy”
Walking on the Sound
Standing at the water’s edgeDeciding the path to takeSearching the horizon for answersThe water beckonsLapping lightly near my toesPromising cleansing in its wake People talk of immersion as taking the plungeLetting the newness wash over youFeeling the frigid sting at onceSome of us, though, prefer acclimationThat comes with each stepUntil we’re ready to submerge
The Great Migration
Souls animate the fleshMoving us through lifeExperiencing the good and badCarrying memories like feathersFloating through the worldDriving our emotionsTiring the mindDragging us kicking and screamingPromising forever on dormant wingsWaiting in anticipationHolding out hope for winds of changeBasking in the sun of borrowed timeRemembering seasons gone byReaching for othersLamenting it’s corporeal formDreaming of a future unseenAchingContinue reading “The Great Migration”
The Parapet
Life is not happenstanceThere are always choicesThough they’re not always at oddsAnd sometimes neither’s idealPlaying tricks on the mind Indecision stands on the brinkBetween staying or goingTaking the leap of faithOr staying firmly plantedFear keeps the teeter totter swing Decisiveness saysGet off the rideJump at the opportunityOr turn sharply awayNo thoughts of could’ve been TheContinue reading “The Parapet”
From a Distance
Up close, you inspire awe.The power of your streamCrashing in my earsFor what seems like hours. Up close, you invoke emotion.The embrace of your sprayCovers me in a cloakThat brings me to tears. Up close, you command attention.The roar of your callDemanding my studyOf history in the wake. From a distance, you are beauty.The fullContinue reading “From a Distance”
Land Shark
Out of the blueYou came into viewDorsal aimed at the sky. There was nothing to doBut take pictures of youAnd laugh until we cried. We knew there were more Random things in storeMaking these miles worthwhile. So we traveled onLong after you’d gone‘Til we saw an Angry Bird smile. When you drive all over the country,Continue reading “Land Shark”
Rocket Science
Grandness of size Heart overflowingDreams of the moonAnd the starsInfinite calculationsOf future possibilitiesHeld in place by traditionFighting through gravityTrying to break freeWhile falling apartLooking back at your worldSo small from a distancePulling at you stillAfraid to let goAs you exploreEndless opportunitiesHoping to returnTo return the a welcome embraceNo worse for wear I guess growing upContinue reading “Rocket Science”
Scraping the Sky
Towering sentinels of inspiration,What do people feel in your presence?Are they awe-struck by your visage,Long shadows covering the Earth?Are they jealous of your elegancemasterfully dressed in glass and stone?Do they feel the sway, magical and fearsome,As the wind caresses you in powerful bursts?Do they wonder at your majesty While standing on your shoulders?Are they proud ofContinue reading “Scraping the Sky”
Pregnant Pauses
Anticipation is a calm lakeOr a bubbling sulphuric spring,Reaction held by surface tension,Steam showing what is to come. You wait both excited and anxiousFrantically searching the facade,Expecting the piercing screech,Yet all remains silent. A single external movementOf word or deed,An imperceivable internal image,Can trigger an explosion. The spouts of rage touchingEverything within reach,The quaking subsidesContinue reading “Pregnant Pauses”