Sunday, July 25, 2010

Raining Sunday


It can seem a stormy cold world

We try to find the fire to burn away the chill

Alone or with others, the heat seems near to grasp

Or maybe it is the unknown that will brighten the dark

The searching and wanting makes slaves of our minds

Step back, find that bit of calm, and go

Let the mind find the peace and power

The pleasures will be yours when you return

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

This above all: To your own self, be true.


I was going to express some feelings of frustration

Instead, some expressions of relaxing and resting

Really what is needed

In all the ways that matter

An ending to animosity

Calm and tranquil truth

Instead of a lying bitch. Oops. Some leaked out.



Thursday, July 1, 2010

Enjoy Canada


Bright and Beautiful

Home and Future

The place I depart

Leaving my heart

For when I return

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

When it is Good


Don’t want to see anything but smiles and sureness

Gonna rip some good times from the shiny places

Bringing the next day sharp and groovy

Slick is how the easy move.



Monday, May 24, 2010

Bright Shades


I was wandering around, visiting a mind set not seen as often in my nights anymore.
Into a small place I ventured, nearly a recess from the evenings happenings
I knew that it wasn’t really the correct use of the space
Or rather, I was using it right, but not really right to be using it so.

And I was waiting to be told so
So when a comment came, easy and on the side, I pounced.
Righteous indignation, all prepped and poised.
But that wasn’t how the comment was meant.

In fact, the opposite.
It was friendly, full of camaraderie.
Referencing the exact same past that I had set up as knives and shields
To do my battling for my cause.

It sucks to know you are the one wrong, again.
Simply so.
I promptly realized and corrected my wrong way-ing.
And all was allowed to pass.

Thankfully so. On into the world and the night I went.
Thinking back, I still am a little hit by that small scene.
Not because I was wrong; I often am.
But because I was acting out of my self. Out of character.

Why, I wonder? What was I leaning towards?
I’ll never know, I guess.
And I am happy with that.
Now it is on this ending of a quiet longer break

That I find some unexpected peace
Patience and well being from a sense of the moment
I again sort of wonder where this is leading
Do all the paths change towards the same colorful end?