week 676 [from week 2] I swallow my heart like a goldfish

I swallow my heart like a goldfish and
hope it remembers how to swim back to
its old spot in my chest what did I do
to end up holding disappointment’s hand
again I say it doesn’t matter it
really does though I close my eyes but my
mind pops open and as hard as I try
I can’t collide with sleep so we just sit
my dreams and I on the edge of the bed
and wait it out like drunkards or cowboys
or someone with plans until light destroys
our refuge and day drags us out instead
of hope grant me a lifetime warranty
so I can schedule my recovery

week 672 ~ a time to think about

a time to think about
how the world spins today
a time to blot dreams out

a time to cry to shout
hard to refrain they say
a time to think about

this mess but my hideout
beckons don’t go that way
a time to blot dreams out

easier to hide from doubt
when the future’s in play
a time to think about

nothing a news blackout
would work hold facts at bay
a time to blot dreams out

I am too small to rout
disaster push away
a time to think about
a time to blot dreams out

week 634 ~ stretch out your arms

stretch out your arms
and touch the sky
ignore alarms
stretch out your arms
not trying harms
dreams that could fly
stretch out your arms
and touch the sky

week 607 ~ there is a sliver of time

there is a sliver of time
to breathe before pain sets in
to watch the blue sky clouds climb
there is a sliver of time
to dream dreams no longer mine
in the stillness forgotten
there is a sliver of time
to breathe before the pain sets in

week 605 ~ what about our dreams the music

what about our dreams the music
we’re meant to play if not today
then when can we make up time stay
-ing tucked into a detour stick
-ing to a local life we’ll pick
up the rest later sometime how
isn’t clear it’s surreal our now
here and now wiped clean and normal
gone to disinfectants who’ll tell
us what the future will allow

week 577 ~ build up the small personal world

build up the small personal world
around you let it surround you
myopically to get you through
to another day’s dreams still curled
up inside waiting once unfurled
there’ll be no going back proudly
you will stand walk ahead doubt free
but not today not yet take time
to heal make sure to wipe the grime
off the windshield so much to see

week 504 ~ life is finally slowing down

life is finally slowing down
leaving room for mad to poke through
inspiration that might undo
the loss of dreams that have been drowned
in some ocean of false renown
what’s important what you intend
is nearer days are longer bend
time to your purpose find a new
road ahead but move quickly to
sidestep the thought you might offend

week 497 ~ whose dreams are these

whose dreams are these
stuck in limbo
enlighten please
whose dreams are these
that won’t appease
hopes akimbo
whose dreams are these
stuck in limbo

week 494 ~ we who once made history

we who once made history
bow to the unyielding young
unraveling mystery
we who once made history
relinquish our dreams to be
the roots of their song unsung
we who once made history
bow to the unyielding young

week 489 ~ there was a moment

there was a moment
for restitution
but it came and went

before time present
lives set in motion
there was a moment

one magnificent
manifestation
but it came and went

mixed messages sent
amidst confusion
there was a moment

I couldn’t prevent
hardly worth mention
but it came and went

and now I resent
the dream’s implosion
there was a moment
but it came and went