Cruelty without some

Cruelty without some

Comeuppance to correct

The bros are smirk smiling

Kindness being neglect 

Welcome signs with daisies

Smiles so easy and sweet

Until this topic flares

And they start to browbeat

With Joni’s Sweet Bird strums

With Joni’s Sweet Bird strums

Light reflecting on leaves

The World in such chaos

Hearts are dropping off sleeves 

In this glimmer of peace

Beauty beckons me back

The lights in the darkness

Are sought after not black

In the twilight flickers

In the twilight flickers

Your fleeting beauty flees

Lilac clouds going gray

Silver to black the trees

Please old friend do not go

My love is not resting

Setting generation

All of us past cresting

Born a rock in a glass

Born a rock in a glass

Where everyone can see

No matter how we’re turned

There’s no conformity 

It’s a truth in nature

Not ideology 

Real as mathematics 

As strange as judging three

No where near an ocean

No where near an ocean

This land locked pirate casts

Sights over cornfield waves

Telephone poles for masts

No home port or country

Is this even my time

Less the modern word, more

Ancient Mariner’s Rime

Tripping over shadows

Tripping over shadows

The baggage we have packed

Regret for words spoken

Or prejudice we backed

The best sunset will be

The first I cannot see

Our lives are one paper

Our own origami

The unexpected love

The unexpected love

A flash flood of feeling

The open and closing

The giving and stealing

To know I will carry

This mutual embrace

From moment to moment

Here to there, place to place

Anger no matter what

Anger no matter what

Choosing burning fuel

Listening then raging

In Christ, granting cruel

Dismount reality

To mount a unicorn

Lancing and judgmental 

With superior scorn

After turning all stones

After turning all stones

No wiser from exert

The cleansing of the hands

The removal of dirt

Off to other landscapes

Not conundrum quarry

Perhaps planting seed rows

And grow my own story

The clouds barely stirring

The clouds barely stirring

Fast cars running red lights

Flashes of fascism

And oligarchs with mights

Are in intersections

Ignoring traffic rules

No crossing guards or cops

No elephants or mules