The earth and leaves
leave an earthy scent
that sends me home,
refreshed from the homely,
weary ways in which the winds wave.
Crisp, October air bites
and comforts in the same breath.
Damp and dry,
Beauty and demise,
when life eclipses death.
The sun prepares her goodbyes
Her sorrow spectacularly lashes out
her tears splatter the sky.
She smoulders in a violet pout.
Her silver sister gleams in a stoic stride.
What goes up,
must come down.
What comes around,
Fiesty fatigue feasts
on original obligations.
Greedily glued to the game.
Anointed to an apex.
Where are my next steps?
Aren’t I always in motion?
Will day not always become night?
Can I not do anything without reactionary notions?
Can I not get out of light?
I’m going to try my best to not be on,
time to turn my mind off.
I don’t follow the newest news.
I don’t know how to say no.
I may not be a bright man,
but I do have some light, man.
How can I be well-read
without and good-reads?
How can I be a leader
and not tell another where to be led?
Is that a revelation?
The word reveals nothing, much ado.
Is that a revolution?
The world doesn’t revolve around you.
Is that evolution?
Stagnation loves having nothing to do.
Change takes time
But we take no time to change.
above raging waves.
slipping on the reigns.
A race that I cannot win,
A weight that I cannot lift.
Too little forgiveness of sin,
Too much space in this rift.
Expected to rise.
I will drown
in the quicksand.
Small grains build muffled screams and burning eyes.
Throw me a rope.
Throw me a hand.
To get here you must have been a dope.
At least pretend like you understand.
Tar on my heels,
tar in my head.
I’m sorry if that’s the way you feel.
Maybe try growing up instead?
Like a mother who won’t let go.
Like under a dusty vinyl cover, the contents hidden and stowed.
Tell me, River Rock, what do you know?
Wisdom that cannot erode,
The affection of Creator’s eye embraces you.
Spectacular shades of love.
The glistening, rapid streams of your heaven above
reflect spectacular of reds, violets, and blues.
The fish swallow and spit you out as bone.
The children laugh and skip you over ripple and rave.
You sink to the bottom.
You sink with your legion, an army in a lave,
yet you are completely alone.