Sadness in shallow pools

Sadness in shallow pools

Deep sadness so much so

Out of perspective like

Murder and stubbing toe

Needing to step out of

This senseless sense of blue

So much humanity

Violated each dew

In a forward motion

In a forward motion
Wishing to pick up speed
Discarding emotions
That only want to feed

Granting self-approval

Recognizing treasure

In others and myself

Engage without measure

Void of vindication

Void of vindication

No jury, judge or court

In silence, a vacuum

A Life without a port

Bring myself back to land

To climb a new plateau

Pull myself to soil

To plant each even row

Living in the ombre

Living in the ombre
Ears constantly ringing
Feet striding less and
Worrisome hands wringing

Wanting to be youthful
But cannot live again
I don't want to repeat
Look forward, not back when

Nothing is the answer

Nothing is the answer

At least that is something!

No more details follow

Deadwood without a Spring

Yet not without rewards

The verbs we must embrace

Before we switch to nouns

Just occupying space

Rainbows are circles and

Rainbows are circles and

Beneath each crown, tree roots

We only see arches

Or trunk, limbs, leaves and fruits

Volcanoes erupting

From seismic shifts of plates

Our lives seen as crescents

In rushing of the dates

So immaterial

So immaterial

Insignificant pause

This slanted sunlight or

This metaphoric clause

In the sum of beauty

There's a spout and a drain

But some moments get caught

On the bank in the grain