What if nothing happens

What if nothing happens
Merely wishes on stars
Empty, disposable
And only were's not are's

Buried without marker
The echo, just a call
Tree falls in the forest
With no one there at all

No pearl in the oyster

No pearl in the oyster
Not a riverbed stone
Our wood grain not planed and
Our energy not owned

Catapults to freedom
Advancing without steps
Arriving with excess
And thriving in great depths

Find the stranger in me

Find the stranger in me
Somewhere in parts unknown
Dive deeper, further out
Where light has never shown

Seek the depth of others
Outside the picture frame
Beyond panoramic
And into the untamed

Yet another sentence

Yet another sentence
With some poetic twist
Accurate obscureness
Mathematics in mist

Perfect record keeping
Feelings chiseled like stone
A collection of days
A cemetery cone

No point of reference

No point of reference
Compass or equation
No synonym or rhyme
Or form of imitation

Ingredients of spark
And imagination
The mincing of moments
Until apparition

Sometimes there's a full moon

Sometimes there's a full moon
Sometimes, there's none at all
But the waves keep crashing
They did not get the call

Still recalling phrases
And the egos we fed
Why do they resurface
So long after the fled

At the end of the road

At the end of the road
Just past the dead end sign
Right where we turn around
And stare at what's behind

What a wonderful Life
We did it together
Two male turtle doves just
Weathering the whether

Art needs no witness but

Art needs no witness but

After the extinction

Staring at the monarch's

Singular distinction

Yet the pretty hillside

Welcomes the traveler

Come let's have a picnic 

And be the unraveler

In this mica moment

In this mica moment
Full sun, the twinkle star
Like sparks from a flint or
The scepter of a tsar

And then return to rock
Learn patience and sustain
Endure the cloudy days
And the snow, sleet and rain

Leave this mess all tidy

Leave this mess all tidy
Stack the impossible
And unsympathetic
Plan for the plausible

Enjoy not looking back
No sense of reflection
Wrap sensitivity
For selfish protection

The mystery is solved

The mystery is solved
All clear now as a bell
We travel to future
While flares rise up from hell

Afraid to be cruel
Fearful to be unjust
But we are neither and
Sought answers were a must

This is a beginning

This is a beginning
New carbon in our souls
Spit out into the vast
Universe from black holes

A constellation of
Two stars, a pair of eyes
That see reality
And quickly recognize

Weather reflecting moods

Weather reflecting moods
Or the antithesis
Plateau to plateau or
Mountains and precipice

Beneath these ancient skies
With clouds newly forming
As it always has been
Happy, sad or storming

Thinking without any

Thinking without any
Sort of punctuation
No commas, question marks
Colons, exclamations

Run on sentences with
Dangling participles
Poetic entendres
Doubles, even triples