week 665 ~ time stops so we move on

time stops so we move on
separately ahead
accounts now overdrawn

sleepy dreams on the lawn
should be a sign instead
time stops so we move on

but where can it have gone
unheeded or misread
accounts now overdrawn

the mist of quiet dawn
o’er takes us still in bed
time stops so we move on

conclusions have been drawn
worrying a loose thread
accounts now overdrawn

desperation’s upon
us have we been misled
time stops so we move on
accounts now overdrawn

week 658 ~ in a blaze of light

in a blaze of light
rest expectantly
all things will be right

freedom’s within sight
look ahead you’ll see
in a blaze of light

what you’ve missed the blight
recedes breathe freely
all things will be right

damaged by our plight
seeking recovery
in a blaze of light

blindsided by flight
at times still shaky
all things will be right

the future shines bright
indefinitely
in a blaze of light
all things will be right

week 653 ~ as you fall off the edge of the known world

as you fall off the edge of the known world
remember to reach for your sanity
or what’s left for the future’s not pretty
and you’ve been living indoors tightly curled
up in a ball of denial the loss
has made prognostication difficult
will your wings still work or is the result
of brain disuse disabling please don’t toss
jagged shards of truth at anyone fly
as best you can right now because escape
is essential to progress to reshape
expectations will take time you and I
don’t have so let’s just move ahead seeming
convinced we’ve not reached the end of dreaming

week 642 ~ shake up the box that is our world

shake up the box that is our world
we bounce inside directionless
ahead behind it’s all a mess
lost in the contradictions hurled
in lieu of facts false flags unfurled
won’t stop our future from sinking
in the muck ahead unthinking
compartmentalizing our grief
we walk on hoping for relief
knowing our prospects are shrinking

week 628 ~ dreaming of Cadiz

dreaming of Cadiz
somewhere far from here
after what now is
dreaming of Cadiz
umbrella drinks fizz
there is less to fear
dreaming of Cadiz
somewhere far from here

week 266 ~ where there is love and family

where there is love and family
there we can walk ahead with grace
acceptance with humility

though lacking in stability
progressing at a stumbling pace
where there is love and family

there’s no impossibility
or obstacle we cannot face
acceptance with humility

knowing we’ll never truly see
what lies ahead we find our place
where there is love and family

owning our culpability
granting ourselves some breathing space
acceptance with humility

as we lay down our burdens free
of tears for all we can’t replace
where there is love and family
acceptance with humility

week 625 ~ waiting on the edge

waiting on the edge
of a murky void
got a bet to hedge
waiting on the edge
of a perilous ledge
avoidance employed
waiting on the edge
of a murky void

week 619 ~ as the neighbors too loudly conversing

as the neighbors too loudly conversing
and leaf blowers sing their songs of autumn
the days grow shorter and time reversing
steps away to make a call just a crumb
of silence a moment is all I seek
to rest my mind stop my ears from hearing
the lies that cause me angst for future’s bleak
warning won’t be drowned out by noise fearing
the worst won’t hold it back looking askance
at time won’t reinstate its old routine
helicopters roaring in the distance
sirens portend chaos sadness unseen
oh to hear nothing but wind through the leaves
a breath of solace as tomorrow grieves

week 614 ~ the world outside my window

the world outside my window
moving at a sludgy pace
forward watch as the winds blow
stuck far outside the millrace

moving at a sludgy pace
events slide through my fingers
stuck far outside the millrace
exhaustion coughs then lingers

events slide through my fingers
I close my eyes without dreams
exhaustion coughs then lingers
my shattered future it seems

I close my eyes without dreams
stuck in reverse just can’t find
my shattered future it seems
past the grasp of a dulled mind

stuck in reverse just can’t find
forward watch as the winds blow
past the grasp of a dulled mind
the world outside my window

week 579 ~ wanting to stop time

wanting to stop time
suspend the future
like a nursery rhyme

or scene of a crime
a misplaced suture
wanting to stop time

or at least to climb
out of false nurture
like a nursery rhyme

walking a thin line
trying to endure
wanting to stop time

promising sublime
results rendered pure
like a nursery rhyme

through encroaching grime
though there’s no real cure
wanting to stop time
like a nursery rhyme