Days die and disappear

Days die and disappear

Just like generations

So we’re in the moment

Having conversations

There is no end to far

Yet we’re so close we touch

Time moves on regardless

It’s both small and too much

Cornfields in a snowfall

Cornfields in a snowfall

White barns covered in snow

Brick homes standing alone

The sun is rising low

Where’s the comfort and joy

We meet to say goodbye

‘Tis the season again

Another year gone by

In need of compassion

In need of compassion
Held here at this checkmate
Wanting to start over
But finding it's too late

At rest on an incline
How has this come to be
Not reaching zenith or
Succumbed to gravity

Must I cross the ocean

Must I cross the ocean
To say I know the sea
Perhaps I must be stung
To understand the bee

In the briefest moment
I think I comprehend
What little do I know
Or answer in the end

So true an affection

So true an affection

That my eyes can’t conceal

My heart has been given

All shadows now are real

In the light from within

The privilege is all mine

In Life, my dance partner

Our fingers are entwined

There is no hidden world

There is no hidden world

Nothing outside this cage

No paradise, heaven

For all eternal age

Not made by a potter

We are not molded clay

No being gives us Life

And takes it all away

Again these images

Again these images

These relics from the past

How can I forget them

And the shadows they cast

Paintings that never blur

Third eye fixed in my mind

Like rocks in an hourglass

That cannot pass with time

A complete one-eighty

A complete one-eighty

A clear new distinction

More about survival

Than my own extinction

To make this decision

To wrestle with my fate

It’s better to arrive

Who cares if I am late

This morning nine airplanes

This morning nine airplanes

Criss-crossed a cloudless sky

As I walked a lonely path

Wishing that I could fly

And nine Canada geese

Formed a flying wishbone

Honking down on me as

I walked my path alone

Swallowed up by silence

Swallowed up by silence

I’m engulfed in dead air

Winter is upon us

And there’s no one out there

In the coldness is peace

Stay inside where it’s warm

And rest until Springtime

Motivates you to swarm

Left with holding nothing

Left with holding nothing

Except the nighttime sky

The Big Dipper empty

Again the question why

Hope slips through my fingers

Dreams disappear and die

But as it gets darker  

The stars intensify

The metronome of Life

The metronome of Life

From falling out of bed

To climbing in to it

Again the sleepy head

From I can overcome

To I can’t keep going

I’ve pushed all I can push

And even tried towing

Where are the winter snows

Where are the winter snows
The blankets of pure white
The weather is too warm
The seas are gaining height

North Pole ice is shrinking
Hurricanes on the rise
The absence of winter
The hottest of Julys

Between the two ashes

Between the two ashes

We find hope, love, and hurt

Collect memories that

Disappear in the dirt

Between the dust to dust

We wriggle and riddle

It begins and then ends

And Life is the middle

I'm not a follower

I’m not a follower

The road may as well be

Outerspace where the only

One astronaut is me

I’m not an inventor

Creating with purpose

Though I mass produce large
Quantities and surplus

To have traveled this far

To have traveled this far

To find the bridge is out

The only thing crossing is

My loud and lonely shout

Must find another way

Who could have predicted

This hurdle, this delay

This detour inflicted

In all this randomness

In all this randomness

A cornucopia

Of planets with no sign

Of a utopia

In this vast endless space

Mainly silence and peace

And the darkness and light

That never seems to cease

Writing takes a shepherd

Writing takes a shepherd

There are always lost sheep

Stranded on a hill where

The incline is too steep

On the way to the page

Words and thoughts go astray

Gone missing from the flock

Must guide them on their way

I crown you with laurel

I crown you with laurel

I admire and adore

Your fight and conviction

Your want of something more

Forge ahead regardless

I bow to you on knee

I’m sending you all my

Positive energy

Magnets both push and pull

Magnets both push and pull
Lost dreams to destiny
Songs of a broken heart
Without a melody

Fighting without armor
I think, but is it me
Looking for a new chord
Always sounding off key

Ohio farms in fog

Ohio farms in fog
All the corn rows are gone
The sun and hawks rising
A Thanksgiving Day dawn

A touch of New England
For some afternoon fun
Travel back home again
With a slow setting sun

Unable to begin

Unable to begin
Can't find a place to start
The stars are not aligned
No courage in the heart

Must keep moving forward
Or at least take a lap
Destination unknown
No direction, no map

Leaves not in the current

Leaves not in the current

The autumn season done

Time to reflect upon

The battles lost or won

Or battles not chosen

Not enough time or might

There must be some solace

Can’t always stand and fight

Where is the winter snow

Where is the winter snow
No snow clouds are forming
Another cloudless day
Another day warming

But winter has arrived
Birds are done migrating
But where's the winter snow
Naked trees are waiting

In a hurry for home

In a hurry for home 

While planes at twilight leave

Tears in a blue canvas

In time, they’ll come to weave

White clouds intersecting

South with east, north with west

But the sun is setting

I’m almost home to nest

I found a black feather

I found a black feather

That is a part of me

Lost in some search for an

Unknown and shiny key

Restless to find answers

Did I lose it in flight

Showing wear and tear from
This long unending fight

I may be whispering

I may be whispering
But my heart wants to shout
I just can't seem to let
All the emotions out

Words and letters jumble
Behind a mental dam
Clearly, there's more to say
And more to who I am

In a hurry, rushing

In a hurry, rushing
Trying to capture time
Incomplete sentences
With alternating rhyme

And soon my chance will pass
Can I finish it now
I only have two minutes
I'm done, now take a bow

Looking past the future

Looking past the future

Will the fish ever bite

Nothing seems tangible

All shadows without light

Hinging dreams on vague hopes

These useless prayers falter

Answers and equations

Always must be altered

The days spent without you

The days spent without you

Have no time or meaning

When are you coming home

All my thoughts are leaning

I hold my feelings in

Umbrella upside down

Staring at one shadow

All lonely on the ground

An inch becomes a mile

An inch becomes a mile

Rain makes rivers and seas

Minutes become full years

And stars form galaxies

Moments make a lifetime

Our lives, branches and trees

Age erases it all

As quickly as a sneeze

Lines about vague flowers

Lines about vague flowers

Can the reader sense them

Are they thinking roses

Full blooming on the stem

Or the gentle daisy,

Tulip or daffodil

When I fail to describe

The flowers on the hill

All the time not painting

All the time not painting

Yet the artist creates

All the sea is not waves

All the fence is not gates

Out of living, arrives

A true moment, a spark

A diamond from coal or

A bright flash in the dark

A summer day in the

A summer day in the

Middle of November

But all the green is gone

A time to remember

A sun that circled high

Short shadows and long days

Cold is in the forecast

Good weather parting ways

I am wiser than you

I am wiser than you

Nothing to do with age

I choose to face the facts

True colors instead of beige

I was right, you were wrong

In our corners we stay

The silence between us

Is all we have to say

Grateful to be with you

Grateful to be with you

Imagine life alone

The solitary view

Each day a monotone

Arm and arm together

The journey up the hill

No matter the weather

Each day is more fulfilled

I've fought this war before

I’ve fought this war before

The battlegrounds are known

I can see the scars that

Cut closely to the bone

Too weary for battle

Will I rise to the stop

Can I even win here

Will this war ever stop

All of this self-judgment

All of this self-judgment

As I wait here and kneel

Sword rests on my shoulder

Do I grant my repeal

Laurel in lieu of thorns

The pressure and demand

To shake hands with myself

Be free and in command

Life as a bonsai tree

Life as a bonsai tree

Growing old, never tall

Like a wild running horse

That never leaves the stall

Am I the container

That keeps my roots so small

Although I’m reaching out

I hit my own hard wall

I can't erase or hide

I can’t erase or hide

The damage of my youth

Once it is broken, there’s

No growing back a tooth

True resolve and distance

To myself I must give

And then there’s age and time

That gently rock the sieve 

Happy as a minnow

Happy as a minnow

In a slow moving stream

I’ve abandoned grandeur

For the simplest of dreams

The fabric is woven

And my thread is the hem

Never to have flowered

No fruit and just a stem

In the eye of a storm

In the eye of a storm

Finally a plateau

Someplace to catch my breath

To count fingers and toes

To assess the damage

Knowing there may be more

To find some new shelter

Now let the showers pour

Striving for potential

Striving for potential

Must find a bumper crop

Can’t stay at the bottom

Rise somewhere to the top

No rest in the valley

And always climb the hill

Living is a challenge

We’re here to test our will

No longer in motion

No longer in motion

At this moment, at rest

No problems, no worries

And no need to be best

The jumbles, the puzzles

The mysteries abound

Are coming together

Missing pieces are found

Not a cloud in the sky

Not a cloud in the sky

But a plane’s vapor trail

The two of us are free

Not hammering the nail

We were given a gift

A true crème de la crème

Like a shiny object

Or a jewel, a gem

I call out, call again

I call out, call again

No one answers, no friend

All I hear is the wind

I’m waiting so alone

Empty roads surround me

As far as I can see

Should I stay here or flee

The future is unknown

Baby blue autumn sky

Baby blue autumn sky

Early morning clouds that

Look like mountain ranges

But here the land is flat

The moon slowly setting

As the sun takes its place

And the storm has ended

While life resumes its pace

The work life eludes me

The work life eludes me
How can the working bee
Just enjoy the flowers
And not the drudgery

How to find contentment
Is it by decision
Can I propagate it
Grow it with precision

I was wrong and I know

I was wrong and I know

Too late to change it so

My today does not flow

When will tomorrow come

Mistakes are often made

And given time will fade

The dulling of the blade

Mountains become a crumb

Not participating

Not participating

Merely on the side lines

All the same, a witness

To any kinds of crimes

Petty or malicious

Still painful evidence

Can hurt the innocent

And wound the audience

Accidental future

Accidental future
The surprises you hold
Unknown journeys ahead
As new stories unfold

I cannot plan for you
I can only react
And stand tall without fear
Not avoiding the fact

When I see the first star

When I see the first star

I think of wishes made

That are useless and spent

And in an instant fade

In a cold universe

That could not care less of

The want, the need, the hope

Of wishes cast above

All the leaves are gone now

All the leaves are gone now

And soon there will be snow

Autumn has settled in

While houses start to glow

And winds begin to howl

In the darkness, moonlight

And naked empty trees

Against a starlit night

Again, I am solo

Again, I am solo

Time is all that exists

I wander all alone

As memories persist

When we were together

But now we are apart

I’m looking to cure the

Loneliness of my heart

It was a Wolf Kahn day

It was a Wolf Kahn day

With yellow trees throughout

The leaves gently blowing

And falling all about

And the sun peeking through

As water caught the light

Disappearing until

Completely out of sight

Little echo of Spring

Little echo of Spring

The fall blooming crocus

Appears out of nowhere

Autumn hocus pocus

The asters in full bloom

The summer at a close

Though butterflies are gone

There’s still the hearty rose

Finally there is peace

Finally there is peace

In the darkness, quiet

And gone are the frantic

The wild and the riot

And twilight on tip toes

Slowly brings in the night

One by one hanging stars

In the palest moonlight

Not an epic journey

Not an epic journey

Just a difficult climb

A race with the mountain

And the passing of time

I’ve abandoned old dreams

Just to lighten the load

And yet I’m still dreaming

Past the bend in the road

I'm not one to conquer

I’m not one to conquer

To dictate or to rule

Not one to take over

To oversee, be cruel

Neither lead nor follow

I tend to walk, not run

Not seeking an award

I still feel like I’ve won

Not even a cold war

Not even a cold war

There are no emotions

We’re two mountain ranges

Two divided oceans

We’ve dropped our swords and shields

To look the other way

No feelings between us

With not a word to say

How short was long ago

How short was long ago

I was young yesterday

How soon rain turns to snow

Then tulips on their way

The sun setting early

We’re past the Equinox

In just a short time, we’ll

Be setting back the clocks

The flags are waving like

The flags are waving like

Candles that won’t blow out

And in the afternoon

The moon still hangs about

Near the edge of vastness

An emptiness, a blip

I’m poised for adventure

A free unguided ship

One by one the leaves fall

One by one the leaves fall

The season at an end

With the light, not as bright

The road with one last bend

The story has been told

Another chapter gone
How soon the twilight and
The memories of dawn

I'm not in the moment

I’m not in the moment

The sun is in my eyes

Yet I’m not seeing sun

The brightness or the rise

I’m staring out in space

Remembering ago

Thinking time has faded

A moment that I know

No painting yesterday

No painting yesterday

No company of words

A mass extinction like

Passenger pigeon birds

The colors of autumn
Just took my breath away
Unable to utter
Or find the words to say

Here at the beginning

Here at the beginning

Is the best place to start

Before the twist and turns

The journeys of the heart

Before the arrows fly

There’s no distance, no far

Where dreams are brand new like

A wish upon a star

I'm calling, calling out

I’m calling, calling out

And strangers turn around

That would not have looked if

I hadn’t made a sound

The silent written word

So often goes unread

A book never opened

An echo that is dead

Two minus one is one

Two minus one is one
No one to hear my song
In your absence I ask
If I truly belong

Ribbons of black starlings
Crossing a morning sky
Yet I travel alone
Without you, asking why

I'm anxious to find peace

I'm anxious to find peace
Running hard to stand still
Broken wings on my feet
Falling rocks on the hill

Looking left, looking right
No chance to see ahead
They say it's the journey
It's the struggle instead

Remember the blossoms

Remember the blossoms

As fruit drops from the tree

Remember the springtime

The fresh green of the leaves

The summer, the season

And the time that was spent

In sunshine and showers
Days that came and then went

What seems very simple

What seems very simple

Just becomes more complex

Omit passion in speech

And it’s still the same text

That climate change is real

We’re not moving ahead

Where’s the new Iowa

When Iowa is dead

Again the dark tunnel

Again the dark tunnel

There’s no way to escape

Fifty years and counting

Without ever a break

Perfection punishes

And blemishes the whole

All this time and pressure

And no diamonds, just coal

The Arctic is melting

The Arctic is melting

It’s reflecting less light

The oceans are warmer

And increasing in height

Record breaking July

A few degrees higher

We changed the atmosphere

The World is on fire

Distance is vanishing

Distance is vanishing

Not much further to climb

So high and looking back

The clouds have clouded time

Thousands of days missing

All forgotten and lost

Spring, summer and fall gone

It’s beginning to frost

Another day the same

Another day the same

Even the same weather

Black crows abandon fields

Migrating together

While here I am alone

As I travel through time

Caught in the same canon

With always the same rhyme

The river smooths the rocks

The river smooths the rocks

And time is said to heal

But I’m already bruised

With black marks on my peel

No way to reverse the

Damage already done

There’s nothing I can do

The rotting has begun

I know my tomorrow

I know my tomorrow

And it should go as planned

Much like it did today

Another grain, a sand

If there’s no accidents

And surprises are few

I just have to show up

And tomorrow comes true

Cloudy day, leaves turning

Cloudy day, leaves turning

To yellow, orange and red

Inside me, the crow sleeps

While the dove crowns my head

News no longer worthy

Forgotten yesterday

This day slowly ending

The twilight growing gray

I know the time will come

I know the time will come

It won’t be news firsthand

Maybe by telephone

I’ll come to understand

The how and why and such

The usual questions

Then the words of comfort

That everyone mentions

Autumn reveals weak trees

Autumn reveals weak trees

Early, they surrender

While others are green at

The end of September

All their leaves are missing

They stand naked and tall

As if to raise warning

This may be the last fall

And nothing speaks to me

And nothing speaks to me

Not the weather, the sky

Or the white aster blooms

Or the pond going dry

Just monotone humming

The inspiration faint

I’m an empty canvas

Without the words, the paint

Searching for deeper blue

Searching for deeper blue

I found the love we shared

Lost in our years of youth

Our hearts together paired

With all the years passing

You never saw me old

Now that you’re not here, it’s

Our memories I hold

All this push comes to shove

All this push comes to shove

Two weather fronts thunder

Like plates in the Earth, one

Pushing up, one under

I’m fighting for my space

Cracked the shell wide open

I’ve uttered my first words

At last I have spoken

There's anger in the streets

There’s anger in the streets

We pour ourselves some tea

Populations starving

There’s nothing on TV

Religious killing mobs

We upgrade our iphone

Refugees seek borders

While we just sit at home

We are treading water

We are treading water

Thought we could go the length

Without assistance, now

Diminishing in strength

Too far out to swim back

With no sign of a boat

Without Life preservers

Must keep our heads afloat

Here we are, you and I

Here we are, you and I

This time spent together

Two grains of sand now pearls

Two birds of one feather

Traveling and hearing

The wind in our windows

Interpreting the World

With poetry and prose

Off center and spinning

Off center and spinning

My days begin to shout

Weather reports are wrong

On the inside and out

Simple becomes complex

Followed by disorder

Reduced to a pile of bricks

Without any mortar

Yes, I found the answer

Yes, I found the answer

Inside an empty box

Now I can quit looking

Stop juggling heavy rocks

While we are together

Each out here on our vine

Time is all we have now

To become more entwined

And what a lovely day

And what a lovely day

Joyousness in flowers

No questions of Life or

Search for higher powers

Butterflies like candle

Flames, loose across the field

A day to watch the sun

That passing clouds reveal

Future generations,

Future generations,

I was here, now I’m not

Moments I collected

Are gone and long forgot

I concluded nothing

But one answer is clear

The tree lives on while leaves

Are lost from year to year

Life is between two voids

Life is between two voids

Not here and then nowhere

Books with unknown covers

No landings, just a stair

Each of us a season

Clouds form and dissipate

A dot in nothingness

A spot, a speck, a flake

The World should hope for

The World should hope for

Fewer imperfections

Just look at what we’ve done

Upon our reflections

Of wars and casualties

And nature’s destruction

It all makes me wonder

How we ever function

Silence in the forest

Silence in the forest

As the soil turns to sand

Time no longer measured

By movements of a hand

Sleepy waves are breaking

The moon must be lazy

Good company is here
My cherished white daisy

I have never had faith

I have never had faith

Too much of life extinct

Creation and boredom

Somehow are not succinct

If this is all there is

Just think of all the waste

All alone spinning in

Vast emptiness and space

Insignificant me

Insignificant me

The sky is unknowing

I age to extinction

Yet we call it growing

I’m the smallest fraction

In the whole human race

That’s smaller than nature

And still smaller than space

All in a brand new day

All in a brand new day

We rush and chase the light

A quick unrehearsed dance

That takes us into night

Somewhere in the journey

“Nowhere” becomes “now here”

For a shining moment

Only to disappear

It's time for the asters

It’s time for the asters

Tulips are long ago

And soon the leaves will fall

Trees covered in light snow

I see the geese leaving

It’s time for them to go

Cardinals are staying

It’s as if they didn’t know

Right here, not far away

Right here, not far away

It’s clearly in your view

This moment in your life

Delivers something new

Today is yours only

For what is tomorrow

Hold onto this moment

That you only borrow

My weights are heavy but

My weights are heavy but

To you they must seem light

I work hard to move them

But yours takes all your might

Keeping my perspective

For this is not the worst

So much more can happen

And so much more can burst

A blue Rothko painting

A blue Rothko painting

The longitude is long

Our shadows are wading

The morning sun is strong

Days like empty seashells

Waves caught in a refrain

Yet two pearls are forming

No longer just a grain

Gone to rest, the sun sets

Gone to rest, the sun sets

Yet the lake never sleeps

The waves break while we make

Deep gullies and sand heaps

With the moon, the waves soon

Come closer to the shore

Drift wood drifts, the sand shifts

And seagulls cry no more

An endless amount of sun

An endless amount of sun

On a road that ribbons

Across the curvature

The future is hidden

Past the silent forest

Tall grasses in blonde sand

Lead us to the water

And the end of dry land

Line stretching from south to north

Line stretching from south to north

Sails setting in the west

Blue sky meets blue water

With waves that trough and crest

And blue clouds tipped in white

Are still as tethered boats

On a calm sea of sky
And summer air they float

All the things I have lost

All the things I have lost

Must be in the same place

Somewhere I haven’t looked

All gone without a trace

I know I can’t find them

Entire things and fragments

They’re not made of iron

And I’m not a magnet

Diagonal rain clouds

Diagonal rain clouds

Above the straight corn rows

One yellow butterfly

Amongst the big black crows

I’m in the here and now

But one day, I’ll think then

Of this moment in time

That happened way back when

The moon in the morning

The moon in the morning

Slowly sets in the West

Transparent in daylight

At last it comes to rest

And the stars are long gone

They’re hiding in the blue

The sun is coming up

All perfectly on cue

I turned a corner and

I turned a corner and

Found a new direction

I didn’t know it happened

There was no indication

Out of an accident

I have new ways to see

I look back and wonder

At how this came to be

I wish I had a flare

I wish I had a flare

Or my own flag to wave

To signal that I’m here

Requesting to be saved

I’m counting lonely days

How can my voice be heard

Where there’s no echo from

These silent written words

The summer yawning at

The summer yawning at

The end of September

The sunlight slanted, soon

The leaves will surrender

The night joins us, how much

Earlier it arrives

Winter constellations

Now overseeing our lives

After the tsunami

After the tsunami

And its black waves of doom

Spring comes to the island

And the cherry tree blooms

So often we forget

Nature is a terror

Yet flower rafts of joy

Float away the error

Poetic afternoon

Poetic afternoon

The sky is dome covered

The bees are wide awake

The hummingbird hovers

The Monarch and the hawk

In spiral ellipses

The moon slowly setting

As the sun eclipses

There comes a time for me

There comes a time for me

To climb down from that tree

Where “I” becomes a “we”

Arms outstretched and reaching

We achieve great success

With some style, with finesse

Move forward, not digress

To surpass our teachings

From beginning to end

From beginning to end

Life has too few answers

Void of an architect

No steps for its dancers

Less than picture perfect

I feel tested and tried

Wanting to get ahead

Just moving side to side

I retreat, while the sun

I retreat, while the sun

Exposes, but the shade

Covers me, I wonder

Why the years have to fade

Memories becoming

Gray, and time is aging

Me and loved ones, soon the

Story will stop paging

At the end of the road

At the end of the road

How strange it is to stop

When I can see further

Across valleys and tops

Yet the road has ended

I stand here looking back

Asking how I got so

Far off the beaten track

No ribbon, no glory

No ribbon, no glory
Where are the outstretched arms
I've traveled the distance
Without sounding alarms

Here is my grand entrance
Only to discover
It's time to exit with
No time to recover

Forty-eight syllables

Forty-eight syllables

Can I capture the World

Can I fit it inside

Like a nautilus curled

My rhythm and my style

There is no more, no less

Forty-eight syllables

Is all that I caress

One moment forgotten

One moment forgotten

Another moment here

The blurring, time passing

The future always near

My tomorrow calling

Today is unfinished

Sun directly above

Soon will be diminished

Beneath a cloudy sky

Beneath a cloudy sky

A long line of trees stand

With rolling tops written

With a strong cursive hand

As the land slopes upward

The birds are swooping down

Wild flowers are blooming

And dot the shady ground

Simple things seem complex

Simple things seem complex

A needle that won’t thread

Wanting but with warning

Anxiety with dread

So high, there is no air

Always under pressure

With no time for myself
To search for good measure

Continuous upstream

Continuous upstream

Sweating the resistance

Restless, unforgiving

Too great of a distance

The soil reappearing

As quickly as I dig

No escape or winning

The challenge way too big

My grain of sand won't pearl

My grain of sand won’t pearl

My tongueless bell won’t ring

Words can't express without
A voice to make them sing

The World keeps on changing

Yet lessons unabsorbed

The stars indifferent

The sun and moon just orbs

This is not how I feel

This is not how I feel

This is not what I think

I am not on the verge

I am not near the brink

I have perished the thought

This idea I won’t keep

When it’s not how I feel

And my mind, it won’t leap

Stars are never aligned

Stars are never aligned

They are indifferent

And dead in outerspace

They cannot make judgment

Useless with each passing

Of the lone moon and sun

Silent in our sorrow

Ignorant when we’ve won

So I had this moment

So I had this moment

Something reminiscent

Feelings of ago, no

Particular instance

Life accumulated

Like no time had gone by

Clouds ever changing, yet

The sky is still the sky

How I want this for you

How I want this for you

I wish it were a gift

I could make or purchase

But it’s merely a wish

The pockets of the World

Are empty and plural

To me you’re a victor

I crown you with laurel

The sun setting early

The sun setting early

The days are not as long

Cicadas are singing

The last notes of their song

Soon the start of autumn

Colors in full glory

Summer’s chapter written

The end of its story

Why is there such violence

Why is there such violence

I’m staring into space

I wonder if I am

Part of the human race

The stars are far apart

Wars too close together

Somewhere there must be birds

Of a peaceful feather

Somehow we will find time

Somehow we will find time

No longer in a crowd

A sunny day for two

No noise or din, no loud

No distance between us

As we sit side by side

In a vast open space

Where Earth is wide as wide

Impressionistic day

Impressionistic day
The leaves painted with light
Beneath a serene sky
With cirrus clouds of white

Yet, it's modernistic
In colors of Van Gogh
With the wide open space
Of a peaceful Rothko

To stand in full color

To stand in full color
The light glowing within
The landscape, the white clouds
The very edges, the fringe

With joyousness, with pride
In peacefulness and grace
In the moment, basking
Just standing in one place

Today is a sparrow

Today is a sparrow
A grain of sand, clover
Nothing unusual
No rainbow or over

Rock, not precious metal
A drop in the ocean
A small fraction, with no
Significant quotient

Coming to the surface

Coming to the surface

Youth is disappearing

Days without any change

Yet years keep appearing

We’re caught in a funnel

That leads us to a void

Spinning in a spiral

That no one can avoid

Waiting for an answer

Waiting for an answer

Roads I could have chosen

Different avenues

Now lost in erosion

And here I am waiting

Watching the clouds invade

The sun that is fading

Another day is made

Here in the cloud shadows

Here in the cloud shadows
As we circle, we climb
We shout into the noise
Ev'ry echo, a rhyme

We forget and forge on
Revolutions are rare
Except for the turning
Of the Earth in nowhere

It's here that I stand still

It’s here that I stand still

A promise that I will

Be waiting here until

Stars perfectly align

My heart belongs to you

And it never asks who

And when you’re out of view

You are still on my mind

I want to think beyond

I want to think beyond

Where there is no order

I want to transcend space

Birds are without border

I want to fly through clouds

On wings of creation

An original joy

Unique exultation

I dreamt we were floating

I dreamt we were floating

No shadows were falling

The light traveled through us

And time stood still stalling

Traveling together

We were our true essence

Floating in ecstasy

With those we love present

Something out of this World

Something out of this World

For a second, a kiss

In outerspace it gives

A reason to exist

And light loses light speed

And in the moment breaks

There’s no sound, a vacuum

Earth moves without a quake

Cold moon that doesn't care

Cold moon that doesn’t care

Distant stars only stare

Clouds slowly move up there

Today is nearly done

And the globe spins in space

Nothing can change its pace

If I stand in one place

Again there will be sun

I no longer star gaze

I no longer star gaze

Night skies out of fashion

I’m choosing so few words

To express this passion

I should be more daring

And create in a fury

But this night is cloudy

And the moon is blurry

Today I visited

Today I visited

The past but did not stay

I left the past early

Because of what you say

It is all I can take

Again, the words spoken

Always the same outcome

Relationships broken

Reaching for an astute

Reaching for an astute

Answer, never before

Having this conclusion

Or flung open this door

It’s without boundaries

It’s an alpha acorn

Start of an era where

Enlightenment is born

On Sundays we visit

On Sundays we visit
The frogs and the turtles
Before we have to jump
Over next week's hurdles

In a vast open space
With busy dragonflies
Where the great blue heron
On lanky legs presides

Words in a muddy World

Words in a muddy World

Get lost like autumn leaves

Too many voices call

Out, too many hearts heave

Worn out shoes, pebbles find

Their way in as I climb

Searching for higher ground

Watchful of passing time

I must face my fears, must

I must face my fears, must

Face the facts that are known

I must become stronger

Let my true self be shown

That I can have success

And find a greater place

By conquering my fears

The fears that I must face

I pull the past up like

I pull the past up like

The covers on my bed

Just to stop the future

From entering my head

I wrap myself with thoughts

Yesterdays together

Because tomorrow brings

Lonely days to weather

I'm no longer shedding tears

I’m no longer shedding tears

I look Life in the eyes

Though my heart has not healed

In pieces, still, it lies

Though I no longer cry

No happiness has grown

And I’ve come to accept
You're gone and I'm alone

It means nothing at all

It means nothing at all

No writing on the wall

There’s no answer at all

Sunrise is filled with light

And truly we don’t know

And there‘s no face to show

There’s no divine glow

Sunset begins the night

Here is the particle

Here is the particle

That will create a spark

No spin, charge or color

Yet breaks and leaves a mark

Particles of pure space

A vast field of nothing

Like a thought or a dream

That turns into something

I do not knock on doors

I do not knock on doors

That never open wide

For me or anyone

To gladly step inside

These doors lead to nothing

They do not have a face

An empty absolute

For which I share no faith

Painting over paintings

Painting over paintings

Each day the same landscape

The sun, the shade, the moon

So where is my escape

Always painting with the

Same brushstrokes and tempo

When my art fades there lies
The same pentimento

The dance steps of robins

The dance steps of robins

In their red breasted coats

A whole note is held then

A run of sixteenth notes

With grass as the dance floor

The yard is their haunter

But sadly the worm is

Their reluctant partner

And it might as well be

And it might as well be

Tomorrow not today

I’m already braced for

The World that comes my way

Tomorrow should be here

Today lost its meaning

Lame hours divide us

From our morning greeting

And so time has joined us

And so time has joined us

We must take forward steps

The future is waiting

We can no longer rest

And age presses on us

Together we must forge

Here now is tomorrow

We must pick up the sword

In me, I'm lost, just as

In me, I'm lost, just as
Lost as without a key
Or a map on a trip
That's void of destiny

In a fog all vague, with
No path or direction
Each step a sinking cloud
Time without selection

Dust already collects

Dust already collects
On this day that's spinning
Again the sun gives up
The moon now is winning

Paint a landscape sleeping
The stars deep in slumber
I'm here waiting for you
While I count their number

Truly no accident

Truly no accident
That I happened to read
The words you carved in time
Your words that I now breathe

And in my breath, they come
Alive, the soul of you
Your words become my words
Your emotions, my view

I'm at the mountain top

I’m at the mountain top

I breathe what little air

Live my Life at its peak

Not somewhere way down there

I’ve gained more stamina

I’ve grown a thick veneer

From my mountain top, I

Can see the World from here

Across the curvature

Across the curvature

There is more sky than land

After the storms have passed

The dead tree still stands

Live trees and green branches

Have fallen in their path

But one dead tree remains

Withstanding weather’s wrath

Kindness still surpasses

Kindness still surpasses

Intellect and never

Goes out of fashion or

Changes with the weather

Out of common Life, like

An afternoon shower

Come to my rescue, you’re
The stem to my flower

Here at the beginning

Here at the beginning

At the moment of start

An unreachable dream

That cannot fall apart

It’s a dream born on clouds

It never loses height

But will never come true

Always the purest white

Darkness still surrounds me

Darkness still surrounds me

Future hill lies ahead

Can’t recall the last time

Into light, I was led

Danger here, and still the

Answers, a tongueless bell

Turn around, it’s still the

Same direction to hell

I went searching for me

I went searching for me
No answers in the sky
I looked in the woods, but
There was no sign of I

Traveled the less traveled
And I sought company
When I looked no further
The search ended with me

Looking at outerspace

Looking at outerspace
The space between each star
How near they appear, but
Actually, it's far

The World all discovered
Yet questions are in hope
But there are no answers
And no one knows the ropes

I want to speak words that

I want to speak words that

Always will be spoken

And echo in the future

A chorus unbroken

A radio signal

That beams out in space

That doesn’t disappear

And leave without a trace

In all this brevity

In all this brevity

There is a long, long sigh

In the shortness of breath

I long to exhale sky

Rich vocabulary

Replacing simple words

Be the owl or eagle

Not common sparrow birds

Seeking inspiration

Seeking inspiration

I’m staring out in space

I see the sunlight fading

Day leaves without a trace

The night inviting me

The moon wants to converse

But I can’t find the words

To inspire this new verse

Memorable moments

Memorable moments

Pass with joy and parade

I danced and amused but

Our time together fades

Vacant rooms once full, now

The sunlight is empty

All the noise has ceased and

Blank moments are plenty