Imagination driven beyond paper and pen.
Someone you know-
AND used to know-
Is a complicated mess..
You wait for time
And common sense
To get you through “this”…
It always hurts
But tears are dry
As days and months pass…
Yet it wasn’t me
Who asked for this
Or the one who made it last.
In body you are alive
And well
And that is all I know…
Still when you left
He was sick
So the loss is yours to grow.
Silence is deafening
When it’s only at the end-
For its the companion of lonely
Or a loss to pretend…
The frost at the door
Knocks life once there-
Leaves were in the trees
And fights were fair…
There was crazy
With a beautiful twist-
It wasn’t in memories
But the life we lived…
There is a loss
On the inside of this-
Just like death
Once was, just is.
The explanation was missing
But when is it not?
Seeking that guidance
Or the why…
Being lost requires a plan.
It has to!
Knowing where you are going-
Until something changes everything
…
Now direction is the myth.
The sound of each step
You remember it well.
Yes, the quickened heart beat
Brings panic in the dark….
All from needing more?!!!
Not different!
But the reason disappeared…
Words made lips move
So lost must have been the sound?
Who hears a tree?
Do I?
Now walking the same path
Only to find a fork in time…
Steps are muted-
Leather lost in the wonder-
And if I was even there.
I found a shoelace
Missing a purpose-
And a mouse
Who didn’t respond to cheese-
Thus explaining a clock
Whose minutes have no need.
To the song bird who sings
Not for perfection or mutterings…
Spreading love and so much more
Life, if noticed, is adored-
A Presence so pure in devotion
Left for my heart and ear consumption…
Thank you for teaching beyond your wings
The appreciation for simpler things-
For without reminders during strife
More of us would lose in life…
So I look as you lead the way
And carry the words I do pray-
Please play your song for me,
For in it I am truly free.
Steps forward
Are the only to take,
Whether at the beginning
Or at golden gates…
Steps going back
Are tainted with remorse,
Foolish actions
Love lost in the course…
Yes there is bad
Even when there is great,
Become the compass
Instead of the hate…
Don’t speak with BUT
Or argue a lie,
Don’t lay down your strength
Wasting your Try…
For in the mirror
And inside your ears,
Stands who you are
Don’t be cavalier…
For it starts with You,
Your actions taken-
It starts with now,
Let your spirit awaken.
Pebbles and rocks
Rivers and sand
People and places
Fantasy be damned…
And over the edge
Where fantasies live
No hunger or suffering
Just something to give….
And numb as it was
Alive was inside
Not for what was lost-
But for what finally had died.
The longest day of the year
Is but a few weeks away…
Were the days not just getting longer?
Yes, just the other day?
Oh time you stump me-
As you keep getting further still…
Always challenging my space
And my perception at will.
You are but a blip-
On an ever changing screen…
Always with the answers-
But never knowing what they mean.
Oh how you grow
And taunt me to fail…
Oh how you stop
In forgotten detail…
Oh how you try
To not let me forget…
Oh how I wish
Success I would get…
Oh how I wait
To remember you exist…
Oh how the goals
Just stay on the list.
The storm taxed the land
And people within
Even while some
We’re simply living again.
Hail destroyed objects
And spider webs too…
Quickly it passed
Once damage was through.
But night does clear
A path we can walk
Careful the wolves
As they begin their walk.
Devils and demons
Talk over Angel’s say…
Hear their voices
And find the right way.
Imagination driven beyond paper and pen.
Understanding ourselves and the world we live in.
Author River Dixon
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