Living life on the tuft

Living life on the tuft

Where wind is blowing wheat

Or the updraft between

These buildings on my street

Windows to outer space

How planted we all are

But even a small crest

Is closer to a star

The feathers together

The feathers together

Two clouds traversing sky

Pin cushion flowers pinned

On hillsides passing by

A wake up call sounding

Bird falling nonetheless 

The phoenix is flapping

In ashes with MS

The nursery is gone

The nursery is gone

The swan song lullaby 

The view from a round tree

That reached up for the sky

Yet still far from the stars

Expectations in check

Even clouds are too high

Dreams in a bottleneck 

How many others here

How many others here

The before and after

Unknowns and knowns sharing

The basement to rafter

The journey consumed with

All clatter and clutter

The end resulting in

A silence or flutter

Again the cloud cover

Again the cloud cover

The road winding up hill

This toss away moment

Full racing into nil

Choices looming ahead

The hesitant gavel

The high speed highway or

The slow progress gravel

Edited and revised

Edited and revised

Yesterday is no more

Two plus two equals five

Double down an encore

Truth seeps up through soil and

Will have its day in light

When the pendulum swings

Far left there is no reich

Cradle me crescent moon

Cradle me crescent moon

The North Star is hiding

The Pacific below

It’s hard waves soft tiding

Wandering but not lost

All tomorrows start dark

Like creativity

Find a sunrise or spark