Lock yourself away

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Lock yourself away in a room
For a day, a week, or even two.
Would you exit just the same you came,
Or find yourself someone new?

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written – 7/28/2017

Is that all there is?

Nothing was ever so disappointing

As realizing one thing.

I look around the world and think –

Is that all there is?

All the stories I’d been told,

Lies upon lies upon lies,

To hide the truth we all come to know –

This is all there is.

A sad disappointing world we cover up with stories,

A great many stories we never stop telling

So we don’t remember the truth we all come to know –

This is all there is.

Stories of wolves and dragons,

Stories of lives and loves,

Stories to trick us into thinking –

There is more than there is.

But these stories are all lies.

There may be princesses and princes,

There may be wolves and dragons,

But there isn’t more than this.

So, I listen to all the different stories,

To forget a sad, disappointing world

for a moment.

But the one thing I cannot forget thinking –

Is that all there is?

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written – 4/2/2018

Dandelions

Like a thief in the night

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Like a thief in the night,

She stole my gun and my life.

Made off with the bag I stole –

Left alone in the motel –

The Spirit parked outside the front door

My vault sitting empty and busted.

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written – 2/22/2023

An old Lake

Sparkles in the sun, a shimmer

Ripples in the lake’s current.

Three individual geese alight

Alone toward their separate destinations

Silent reflections gliding underneath

Their path determined by chance

For some consider life a game.

But Nature never deals favorites

Or at least she wants you to think.

written – 4/27/2023

A Lie Beautiful?

Eyes of smoke and stars,

The Magician stands atop the world

Casually cruel, only time will tell

If it’s to be kind or no?

Dazzling the world with a show,

The Assistant trapped in a box

Waiting for the chop, chop, chop.

A trick to please the audience,

But the Magician underestimates,

Miscalculates the audience’s intelligence.

The mistake of one so disconnected

From the truth of reality so

Long have they stood upon the stage

Together and forgotten what it’s like

To sit and watch from the cheap seats.

written – 2/07/2023

Notches

Jasmine wafts in through

The open windows

A cardinal sits in a tree

The open page on my desk

Cries out again and again

To be filled

Rain starts to fall

Stifles the bird’s song

Trapped, caught in her mouth

Spring is yet to come

written – 2/14/2023

Aerial Assault

I can feel the beat pounding

The waves lapping against the shore

Aerial assaults dive bombing

My fortress remains standing

A little battered and bruised but

The foundation remains intact

No ships were sunk in the fray.

written – 1/11/2023

Titania and Mab

Recuperation on the mind

A charm offensive battling

Visage that appears out

Of the smoke, wild creature

Attacking my soul at its core.

Tempting, teasing, twisting

Trying to shred my resolve.

Creating a fight out of a gift

Turning it back against me,

She steals innocence and never

Gives enough back in return.

Gas feeds the flames and lights

The way down darker paths

Not meant to be traversed.

A truth twisted into a lie,

The specialty of the Faerie Queen.

written – 1/31/2023

Winter’s Night

You come and go as you please

Lying beside me in the earth

Bright the light of ours shines

Weary you are to be

Dazzling kaleidoscopes

Meant to distract away

Bright and quiet the noise you make

I see you clear in Mid-Summer’s Day

From within, you are illuminated

but try so hard to hide your light

Lies and truths intermingled

Oh so cold is winter’s night.

Dirty

Have you ever noticed laundry mats are

Always so dirty

A thing made for cleaning – broken.

George Lincoln Rockwell died at a laundry mat

American Nazi

Killed by his own follower.

written – 10/12/2018

Magic of the Moon’s Surface

Hands gliding over the surface,

The reflection calm and cool

Diving into the depths from the heights

Slipping beneath into the water’s warmth,

Waves rocking against waves.

At night, the sea always rages

But never forget the unpredictable

Nature of the tides, ready

And able to become stormy

At a moment’s notice

Though subject to the pull

Of the moon’s gravity.

Floating high amongst the stars,

Her light shines bright in the night

Full and round her globe

Pulling tight against the ocean

Calling her, beckoning her home.

written – 2/02/2023

Dragonfly Wings

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Shot with Sony a6000.