The Game

I think love has purpose even if it’s pain.
After all what else gives you so much to lose- with unbidden right to complain?

Each year it’s recognized- a little more youth is lost
And you add up the experience – while grimacing at the cost

The bends of the mind only squeeze the heart…
And it’s the swollen eyes in mirror – who tell you are coming apart.

Better to have loved and lost – we already brace for little gain…
But in these matters it’s never been about the rules- but how you play the game.

For Sake or…

Void of regular emotion
Young become zombies to life
Isolation a given confinement
Self-torcher for insight.
No one knows the adversary
Or understands…
It’s different now
Because reality is what we pretend.
Ghosts walk the halls, movies and games
Solving the next mystery
And deciding who to blame. . .
Then causing new misery
In order to wake up or wise
Without maturity of consequence
Or the ability to reverse time.
So absent of future
And certainty of death-
Merely the sake of forgiveness
Only after true regret.

ALIVE

Original Image Taken by JusTee

Ashes to the ground
Before tossed by wind
Never what was
But path made again…
Life so tangled
When destroyed but together
Like the worn map
Or lost buried treasure…
Proof is beyond
Noon or now
Within the nuance
Or a Will somehow…
For in the loss
Or changing scheme
Lies a purpose
Beyond what it means…
Life is a cycle
That never truly ends
No matter how altered
More to impend…
So often absent
In the course of our lives-
To stop and wonder
The gift being alive.

Blessed

11:11 on 11/13
Feeling relief
In long suffering

The toll was high
But you made me strong
Despite the lie

Deceptive they were
But weak in plan
Or judgement blur

And I am blessed
With you inside
And family vest

Moving on
Down a straighter road
And better song.

Lost and Found

Peak at the bottom

Over sour grapes

Breathing relief

Or soul’s sake…

For embers burn

On dead wood

Like the mind

Or the understood…

And in the morn

Lost are steps

Like the past

A future kept…

Lurching forward

On frosted ground

On the edge

Of lost and found.

Split

If you love who I am

Fight for my plea

Not control

And over me…

Fight for happiness

Not life’s soul

For the opposite

Takes its toll…

Love me

Before hating them

Understand time

Can be everyone’s friend…

And when age

Graces you and I

Fight for a difference

Not a lie…

Because where you ended

I began

It’s not what you imagined

But still The plan.

Summer Gladness

As the bees buzz

And snakes crawl

Dragging summer

Grass stands tall…

Crickets sing

When birds lay sleep

Within the season

The soul does keep-

For life lives

In all living things

So many verses

Beyond the strings…

Inches from slumber-

Or living again

Live the now

Before the Then.

Believe

I see the story

And know the trends

What is worshipped

And has no end.

And there is now

Like the ocean floor

What you thought

And where you soar…

And like a partner

Not just a friend-

And the beginning

With no real end…

I’ll be there

And beyond that too-

For it’s simply me

Inside of you.