O the height I wish to aspire to
Impossible unless I require two
To glide, to soar in thoughtful gyres
All land and sky in my empires
Day: August 22, 2008
A Single Tear is All I Shed
poetryOne tear shed for nature’s growth
and One tear shed for nature’s destruction
One tear shed for nature’s hunters
and One tear shed for nature’s hunted
One tear shed for the life of men
and One tear shed for the end of mankind
One tear shed for our abuse of nature
and One tear shed for nature’s vengeance on our race
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One tear shed for all that is right in my life
and One tear shed for all that is wrong
One tear shed for the health of my family
and One tear shed for the sickness of us all
One tear shed for the words of God
and One tear shed for how He moves through us
One tear shed for those who were persecuted
and One tear shed for those who will never believe
inspiration – once a necessity, now a mere luxury
poetrymud
sweat
beers
the many words they help to conjure
rides and runs and
bitter cold
with blue sky – and snow
benches dedicated only be filled with you
– together
street lamps lonely and frozen
out of place
off the grid
mysteries
water balloons shot at distant trains
epic battles with snow balls
with fevers
overheating and overeating
the “phew!”
the proud
the in-betweens
and you
muse you are and muse you do
now life can be lived without you
the sieve and the sand 