A spade is a spade, So call it that, Don’t call it Queen of Hearts, Or King of hearts, Or any kind of hearts. It’s not just the cards dealt, But the cards you pick up, Even so, it’s all just a game, So play.
Sometimes all the pieces, Escape me, Like the ends of kite strings, Slipping through fingers. Truths that want to be free, Want to leave me, Without the cloud of cover, Nothing to hide within.Grasping after,The drifting vapor of illusion,Of frozen thoughts, Melting in the warmth of weary time.Don’t expose me,To this fluid chaos,I will plunge … Continue reading Stand Still. Be Quiet. – A Poem
Every day we start our way and face, the grind, grind, grind, grind, ground up joy, can’t lie, can’t say, it’s okay, doesn’t matter anyway, We’ll make it work, put in the time,doesn’t even have to rhyme.Look away, pages say, life gone by,bye, bye, bye, bye,bought the lie, felt the pain, put our faces to … Continue reading Do It Again