(2014)
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
