Out on a dead limb far

Out on a dead limb far

Too far to support weight

Just like a frozen pond 

With ice too thin to skate

Better safe than sorry

And cling to Life and shore

Pay heed to warning creaks

And cracks which underscore

Thoughts without a caboose

Thoughts without a caboose

No place to find shelter

Or self-inspection for

A shifting load welter 

And thoughts not finding a

Railroad station platform

The engine chugging on

In a reckless brainstorm

Still pulling the first threads

Still pulling the first threads

Love begins, never ends

Super Bird, Stevie Smith

Will always be my friends

Melody forever

Notes writing the next notes

No chorus or refrain

Just wind to our sailboats

Big thoughts in a small Life

Big thoughts in a small Life

Time reduced to a watch

Interactions, our souls

Woven patchwork now swatch

Enthusiastic youth

With eyes set wide apart

Losing fascination

With focus on their part

Losing intimacy

Losing intimacy

Harder to open up

Reduced to short stories

Like oceans in a cup

Losing infinity

All of us together

This generation next

When, not if, not whether

Overcome and again

Overcome and again

Can social wars be won

Each advancement is met

With pushack to square one

The Arts and Sciences

Seem to break barriers

Social equality

Has disease carriers

No longer we gather

No longer we gather

Like afternoons ago

Now thoughts photo flashing

Stark as the sun on snow

Passing, the gentle one

And the one with that smile

The day, month and year bleached

Out on this ancient mile

Feeling vulnerable

Feeling vulnerable

Trying to summon brave

Shaking on shaky limbs

Wanting acceptance save

Perched on a precipice

A conspicuous new

Hoping this precedent

Leaves a mark overdue

Something spilled in the heart

Something spilled in the heart

Accidental reprise

Out of balance vessel

All its contents capsize

The swell of reaction

Brooming the broken cup

And wet mopping the blood 

A rushing to clean-up

Good as an open book

Good as an open book

Surgeonfish, barreleye

Living in a fishbowl

Afternoon moon up high

Emotionally deep

Crystal clear Lake Tahoe

Shedding sarcoghagus

Or exposing marrow

Avoiding the conflict

Avoiding the conflict

Turtle in a scabbard

Hoping their naked sword

Does not pass my tabard

They promote arguments

Are just rubber bullets

Always raising my shield

Clearly, they speak bullocks

Aminah Robinson

Aminah Robinson

Breathing is expression

Clothespins cannot clasp a

Music box jam session

Prayers released on air

Melodic soap bubbles

Bursting dispersing Hope

Washing all our troubles

My own Rosetta Stone

My own Rosetta Stone

A key to the symbols

The Overwhelm, abstract

Self-protecting thimbles

The diary and script

The long oratory

Here, blood in the ink

Presenting my story

Compromising ideals

Compromising ideals

Runny watercolors

The loose definition

Precision made duller

Ethics are dividing

Complete silence equates

To complicity when

Truth is buried and waits

Wanting to arrive at

Wanting to arrive at

Impossibility

Seeing a need to change

For feasibility

Cattails in the desert

Sunflowers in forest

Choose better conditions

Sense your inner florist

Snow is coming in June

Snow is coming in June 

Collecting in the skirt

Worn by the landscape as

It waltzes in the dirt

The cottonwoods again

Seeds in breezes billow

And in the pores of Earth

Form a nature’s pillow

Having escaped danger

Having escaped danger

Then reaching solitude

The relief and release

Finding an interlude

Knowledge forms protection

A study of the course

Learn quicker reactions

Against the mighty force

Living with the unknowns

Living with the unknowns

Accepting question marks

Not seeking religion

With fantasy hallmarks

People in denial

Listening to liars

Paradise awaits or

The devil and hell fires

A remembrance breaking

A remembrance breaking

The thought in slow motion

Reveals its cracks like a

Jigsaw puzzle ocean

All its pieces and parts

Interlocking merger

Eratosthenes sailing

Trapped by a flat earther

There are more rocks than walls

There are more rocks than walls

Dig deeper to discover

Better to understand

Than build and take cover

In the swell, the vortex

A river after rain

Surrender to the flow

The flooding of the plain

Dissecting emotions

Dissecting emotions

Formaldehyde and pins

After their life cycle

Be they losses or wins

Nothing can be changed

Reverse not an option

We’re only here to grow

Adapt by adoption 

Anxious to live ahead

Anxious to live ahead

Days not yet breaking

Gazing at potential 

Waiting for the making 

They say castles in clouds

Dreams wished upon a star

What we hold in our hearts

Can never be that far

The absence of children

The absence of children 

The end of a tree limb 

They say hearing betters

When sight starts growing dim

Trying to leave a mark

By reaching for others

Family is more than

Fathers, siblings, mothers

Sipping on a blue sky

Sipping on a blue sky 

In a coat of lawn green

Feet stemming from warm earth

A sun rising pristine 

Adventure undefined 

With eyelids making prisms

Dragonflies, honeybees

With flutter wing rhythms

My heart has stopped breaking

My heart has stopped breaking

Magnolia frostbite

Occurs every Springtime

Brown blossoms overnight

Dirges march through me in

Sadness for all sorrow

I cannot muster it

Instead, think tomorrow

Reaching for the one note

Reaching for the one note

Right at the crescendo

Singing as evidence

To void innuendo

That the impossible

Is not worth the striving

For here at the zenith

A full choir is thriving

The instantaneous

The instantaneous

Moment to memory

Old friends, old neighborhood

Overload sensory

Mutual fingerprints

Visual poetics

The artistry of time

Singature aesthetics

That Goldilocks suffers

That Goldilocks suffers

Loss of central vision 

Only seeing objects

In extreme division 

Soft, small or cold at left

Hard, hot or big at right

Always unsatisfied 

Blind to what’s in plain sight 

Is all this grafitti

Is all this grafitti

Pens are spray cans handy

Thoughts are just pinatas

Beat them until candy

Expression, confession

Describing daily oars

Merely weather reports

Rooster runs, eagle soars

Ambivalence, neglect

Ambivalence, neglect
A sense of disrepsect
Time to sit back reflect
I should have shown more care

There's no one else to blame

I carry my own shame

When asked, I give my name

This is for me to bear

Close to a great distance

Close to a great distance 

The up and coming verge

Building the reserves

For the impending surge

Set sights further than sight

With new feelings of growth 

Beyond the rhombus, it’s

Humanity we troth

Missing ingredient

Missing ingredient 

Neither sugar or spice

Essential element 

The foundation of nice

Even a dash of it

Makes it palatable 

Without it however

Nothing’s relatable 

The beauty of the blur

The beauty of the blur

Thoughts strung on garland days

Moments like comets back

From darkness still ablaze

Flickers of setting sun

Flashing between the trees

A single ornament

Hanging on nature's frieze

She was a great teacher

She was a great teacher

The unlimited yes

Listening to answers

All, including the guess

Taught passion and purpose

Choose a target and aim

And own your words hereby

Determining your name