Every shadow knows another

Every enemy knows their fate

Every fate tastes the sweet joy of love

Remorse, kindness and lastly

A fall 3 D season to drive through to fill ones soul,

With colors rich and yet to unfold

So there it is,

Times clock ticks for all

And for all, times are met, in a colorful last fall

I state my case, winded but  ….

For those left adrift to mend their souls

Who’s going to love you?

You need to know!

Mom and Dad for sure, are in the mix

Aunts or Uncles can add to the marching list

Or a boy or girl you met last fall

A dog or cat or something like that

You need to know

Who’s going to love you?

But first one must know

Your-self comes first!

Then all others will line up behind you, just so!

When the sharp day ends

And the dull night begins

I grab a drink

And gaze into clouds

Into where

Life begins

It’s there where my thoughts are bare

Exposed for all the cosmos’s shepherds

To reel me in to be fair

Oh how I wonder what waits for me there

When I slip from earth’s harsh glare

It’s there where I want to reside

Where time and place for me are, set aside

There I will roam so free

Amongst the spirits who have come before me

I hope I see old friends, I knew

Like the ones my dreams have to me, so

I wonder what they would say about me

Living longer than most would care to see

But alas I’m afraid the die is cast

Tomorrows sharp day will cut another path

Until it too rests amongst life’s deceased fools

Who dance within the cosmos’s other souls

So rest my friends and know that all is, and will come to an end

You see

Or a moment only

Until the stars grab your life’s book, wholly

And welcome you, until end of time

Of present and past lives

Of yours’ and……of course mine  

When was it

We lost feeling strong?

When we lost knowing about

Right and wrong

And made Strawberry Fields’s

Hallowed ground!

A memorial to a famous writers, deafening sound

Where imagine wasn’t just a trite phrase

But the only hope for human days

When was it we traded our loud sound?

And marched instead to hallowed ground

Where we once knew a meadow

To run through the night

And gangly legs danced, with great delight

When was it we lost our way

Yielding to a tearful reminder of a greatness’-day

Now a place of sleeping till judgement day

Imagine that, imagine this, Imagine if John

Had raised his mighty fists!

Waters Edge

I need to stand by water’s edge

Where natures cure wraps its soothing salty brine

Around my ankles,

And forgives my life

In and out the tide does leap

White caps whipping

My dreams

To deep sleep

Out they go within the tides flow

To where exactly, I don’t know

Rid of them I thought, but then they soon return

To and fro the melody plays on, all moonlight-night long

I need to stand at water’s edge

Inhaling salty scents from heavens breath

Lamenting times lost, thought forever

Yet tides of foam roll them back in, holding forgiveness’s within

Dreams once thought lost

Now wrap my face in salty reunions of foam and mist Were really, only, temporarily

I’m old and been around allot of lonesome roads

But what I’ll say

Is it ain’t everyday

I had the thunder

I saw the lightening

I felt the earth tremble under my feet

Ah

So there it is

I am just part of life’s 

Never ending bridge

To next I say 

After the last day

Much will take me to wherever

Any and alllll

Days

To any and all days

I just hope you’re 

Around to staaaayyyyy

I will

Fill my everlasting cup

Up

With toil and soul

And plod along life’s mysterious road

To seek what there is

And find what is mine

And to clutch every mountains footing

Along

For the ride

With a struggle, lest had

Or branches of heavens helping 

Hands 

I will arrive at the top of my challenge 

Won’t you come along with me

On my daily travels deeds

Won’t you come along with me

On my daily travels

And see the world as

As

As. If it matters

While holding my hands so full of. 

Of..

Times that do matter

Maybe

Just maybe,

Tomorrow came and went without a cost

But oh boy, did you ever get tossed!

Maybe, just maybe

When all your hurdles are leapt

And mountains flagged

Or rivers crossed, ones still at a loss

Maybe just maybe within times dial

Misspent days are better spent,

Then watched I’d say, is less than second best

And so who’s to say, Miller’s king of the road, isn’t

But instead, the town’s, Toast!

(Knowing the song helps)

Trails end comes as a

Harsh note in a love song

Trails end comes as a an artists stroke 

Botched and miss applied paint, gone wrong

Trails end comes

When past lives and loves 

Converge on life’s highways song

Trails end comes

When mornings birds chatter 

Says much but didn’t matter

And so it goes

Until winters….. winters 

Winters breaths are so cold that they 

Start cold hearts beat

And then Trails ends all end

And

Then that’s all there is to say

Just look up… and see what will 

Come your way..

Come your way..

Come your way to stay….

I wish

There was a place

For me to hide 

A sad face

One where no one cared

Where I was or came from, also

But just said all you need

Is a bit of mother’s milk

To consol you

So I’ll just rest here

For a day, a week or month or year

And then I’ll heal 

In the light of bright days lights

Lights that shed 

Soul held together

with great full tears