Monthly Archives: July 2016

I want to fly Above the fray Above the noise Of daily days   I’m sure to fly above the birds Above the land Above the hills of Awkward man   Where mindless numb-talk Is daily spoken Where life’s daily … Continue reading →

Detached:   Such a frugal word Lives among the rich Yet never heard Lives within the poor Where it is often kept score   Detached Says so little Costs so much I wonder what is driving, the bus?   Within … Continue reading →

I sit dressed in Starch white And blue creased And there Across the floor Is a time once held For not too long! Dressed in tapestry Beads hung over A peasant’s braid Boots to match Leather wrist band too I’d … Continue reading →

  And then I said This is the end Of time Of mine   So what now I see no light No wind to rush Me into flight   I just sit On this life’s trip And wonder how colorful … Continue reading →

From the cup Of self-importance, I sipped a brew Of lasting fools   From a river Of worthless flow I gained so little I grew so old   From a sky Of wild blue lies I held so true Only … Continue reading →

There’s something about sitting In the sun high above Back and butt both pressed To wrought iron blood An escape from fire, or Rail to help one climb higher City noise  from below spoke loudly but so Did bold thoughts … Continue reading →