Cold afternoon, warm coffeeReading on the porch while youWork.The sun hides behind clouds and the shade is eerily similar to darkness, cold and empty.That’s what the world without you would be, cold and emptyYou are everything that is bright and warm and happy.Without you there would be no sun and with no sun there isContinue reading “No Moon”
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Pathways Under the Stars
Under the stars is where I want to be Fire side, bed roll out thats where I truly feel free looking up from my back seeing what they saw In the past The night sky is a scary thing sometimes going beyond what our minds can fathom reaching far ahead of what the eye canContinue reading “Pathways Under the Stars”
Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter #2
There I stood A mountain before me So big the shadow It seemed to swallow Earth whole I had a thought One of might proportions Yet small beginnings Faith the size of seeds Could crumble this mass In a moment confidence Welled up in my chest I spoke Down it came Light poured over meContinue reading “Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter #2”
The Place Above The Trees
I looked and saw above the trees there were mountains as tall as my eyes could see how they got there I do not know, but it is a place I’d like to go. I imagine it to be perfect where there is happiness and no race, no color, no keeping up with each other.Continue reading “The Place Above The Trees”
Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter
People spend their entire lives looking for the perfect moment When we’re children we dream of adulthood, looking for the future as if it’s gone somewhere without us. One day we wise up, start forgetting the past, living in the now, and resolve to praying for the future. In life we encounter conflict, we wonderContinue reading “Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter”
Fire Side
Fire Side with you Is the only place I want to be Scoot a little closer Feel the heat Hold my hand Like you hold my heart Gently, but with The strength of a giant
Field Notes series #5
Outside of my head Outside of time Out of body watching myself in the distance Wishing I could scream, or yell and tell the idiot to move. It’s like watching a movie yelling from the outside does no good. The one living the story has to make the choice to live the story.
