At the intersection

At the intersection
A Life alteration
Both roads are a cliff dive
At high elevation

Always knowing of choice
Does not alleviate
The fear or the dread of
No ways to deviate

There's nothing so tragic

There's nothing so tragic
Just blemishes at most
No significance just
A near miss, an almost

Dust never piling up
Worry will come and go
Like dark clouds blocking sun
That never rain or snow

Days becoming numbers

Days becoming numbers
Moving the abacus
Often succeeding at
The ideal Atticus

Braving the mere chances
The festive or folly
Embracing the moments
Realism, Dali

Damage to the cocoon

Damage to the cocoon
No hope of butterfly
Sometimes it is better
Every day not clear sky

Not all of fruition
Leads to a perfect peach
The laws of nature are
Often times meant for breach

A lesson to be learned

A lesson to be learned
Difficult words to eat
A strong pill to swallow
Acceptance of defeat

In a world, exactness
Commands authority
What to do when lacking
Superiority

No mountains or oceans

No mountains or oceans
Or pivoting plateau
Obstacles transparent
The invisible no

Not on the paper edge
Not a desert or flood
No signs of a battle
Or the spilling of blood

Amounting to nothing

Amounting to nothing
Generational heap
All the tosses and turns
Still not finding good sleep

And yet like sheep they go
Each one over the fence
In the here and the now
And then into past tense

No reading between lines

No reading between lines
Only the word is meant
Its meaning not confused
Understanding unbent

Intuition ignite
Acceptance abounding
An oak tree existence
A tuning for sounding

Excavate to create

Excavate to create
Build foundations of stone
Always look left and right
We are never alone

Learn how and how not to
The Edison light bulb
And when there are no rhymes
Make up words such as gulb

In the wild, the untamed

In the wild, the untamed
A burst of energy
In the abstract of math
And not geometry

The theories of create
Nothingness exploding
At first gas, then liquid
Then solids unloading

Reluctant to further

Reluctant to further
Oars out of waters rest
Trying to understand
Without taking a test

Forgiveness of others
And the self included
And sipping the nectar
Who cares how diluted

Interpreting myself

Interpreting myself
Searching for translation
Chemical? Surroundings?
Or some calculation

Justifying the here
With mere pieces and parts
Some of it soul, some brains
Some large relics of heart

On a singular note

On a singular note
Yearning for symphony
Even cicada songs
Offer some company

Seeing some small pinpoint
On a circular yaw
Focusing on seconds
In eternity awe