Unintentional art

Unintentional art
Roadway hieroglyphics
Arabic Picasso
Airplane psychedelics

Beauty found in purpose
Only here to repair
Elegance abounding
Not putting on an air

All these observances

All these observances
An understanding built
Stronger are the stems than
The flower blossom wilt

The losses of limbs yet
The trunk is still standing
We are made of roots not
Steps but bottom landing

All at once making sense

All at once making sense
Competitive failing
Disappoints declared
In the midst of flailing

And when servicing ceased
Suddenly what I saw
Was self and self-worth and
All celebration gnawed

Privileged of presence

Privileged of presence
Even shadows have light
In the grace of beauty
Overwhelmed by the sight

No sense of looming or
Pressing power of weights
Ethereal and wide
Yawning tectonic plates

Coughing up consonants

Coughing up consonants
Wanting to sing vowels
Echo the mockingbird
And not the haunting owl

In this melancholy
Seek music for a march
A triumphant effort
A flying buttress arch

Do not love the obscure

Do not love the obscure
Wading in the abyss
Identifying with
The things no one will miss

A tree along the road
Succumbing to a storm
A distant friend now lost
Accept this is the norm

Literary cabin

Literary cabin
These ancient words not new
Out of touch from modern
Can I find a fresh blue

Is my life with lightning
The tattoos of tree bark
Somehow unique, modern
Lit once and back to dark

Seeking a catalyst

Seeking a catalyst
In the world, inside me
Wanting to transverse
Depths of reality

Balking at fantasy
Filigree, finery
Forego the blooms on stems
Vines and not winery

Seeking beyond surface

Seeking beyond surface
As the stars remain mute
Questions are unanswered
That religions dispute

Silence from the waters
And silence in the skies
We repeatedly pray
For life after demise

Flowers without pollen

Flowers without pollen
A parasitic host
Engulfed in sweet perfume
Designed to capture most

Hearts as big as oceans
But "not a drop to drink"
One should never drown if
They only stop to think

Calculations of life

Calculations of life
A fear of some regret?
There is beauty in stars
As fixed as a mindset

Yet seek depth in darkness
Take a shovel to black
In the great emptiness
A hidden zodiac

Can't you hear the shouting

Can't you hear the shouting
We must all do our part
Feel it resonating
Treble and bass clef heart

We want peace, not quiet
Do not shh our crusade
Your answers dividing
Confetti's our parade

Venturing to dead-ends

Venturing to dead-ends
Full lung capacity
Reaching the edge, the rim
Ultimate tenacity

Every corner defined
Leaving nothing unknown
So many of us here
Hidden gems amongst stone

Staggering beneath clouds

Staggering beneath clouds
The universal push
The weight of time mounting
The Overwhelm ambush

The disappearance of
Self when joined by others
Marching to leave a mark
Discarding our druthers

These days are not trenches

These days are not trenches
Butterflies trapped in mud
Senseless brutality
Or the scale of a flood

They are the slow whittle
Of dignity, respect
Termites in the floor boards
And the crossbeam connect

Originality

Originality
Sparrows breeding sparrows
And then the cockatiel
Derives from these narrows

Beyond the DNA
Furniture arrangement
Rare to find pelicans
In ocean estrangement