Reaper Passing

Twirl, whirl, and spin
Days that may have been
Wasted away in boredom and mirth
The day we wish for one more on earth
What of our thoughts will chime in
What regrets will make a hollow din
Will you sit and stew on chance lost
Ruing in tabulation of the cost
Memories drift of loves hand
Fading motivations of visited land
It will all fade one uneventful day
So enjoy now while you have some say

May I Walk With You

May I walk with you
In time things will ensue
But in this now let us share
A moment without a care
Let us stroll as far as we can
No thought of consequence or span

Take my hand and lead
We can take turns as need
You know places I do not
Possibilities beyond my thought
I can show you new places
Help when life has no graces

Allow me to keep your company
Raise you up when feeling sullenly
I may need the same
Would you grant future claim
Take time and think it through
May I walk with you

Acceptance

I accepted many things early on
Acknowledged temporarily things were gone
This would go on longer than told
From each who agenda sold
But then I was told I needed to change
Not anxious or scared was strange
This was not the way I dealt
For this contrary to what I felt
Yet at times I mimicked the word
Though to me it seemed absurd
The pause caused many to think and vex
Were winds changing where it directs
I watched on screen the reaction
Some rebelled without traction
Others stressed and bellowed
As time went some mellowed
Thoughts and theories still abound
While other lives ran aground
I will never know what this changed
Could have been without paths exchanged
I accepted many things in the end
With the curtain long till it descend

Processing

I spend time setting up life for stability
While it is a forever changing probability
Each morning comfort is my routine
Like a thief mocking and obscene
I find plans now disheveled
And ambitions to so leveled
Yet never will this all last
Learn my lessons from past
Though not the end it is an end
My choices are to break or bend
Learn to go forward a new way
Or else in wreckage here I can stay
Blindness to the evolution of life
Forever stuck reliving in strife

New Day Dawning

And a new day dawn
The lines have been redrawn
Rules have again changed
What in my life is rearranged
Some family is close by today
The rest is kept away

And a new day dawn
The lines have been redrawn
Distance crossed safely for me
Fortunate my life still be
Stress and anxiety do hide
Closely on both side

And a new day dawn
The lines have been redrawn
Stories of hardship and need
As I isolate in my greed
Time is what it all takes
More are less content with the stakes

And a new day dawn
The lines have been redrawn
Make no changes to our lives
Spoken while sharpening knives
People tire of this game
Where can we place blame

And a new day tomorrow dawn
What lines have been redrawn
Looking to the past
An end to excitements fast
The highway rut is calling
Are you ready to give up lolling
Or is that a change of mind
Something inside did you find

Searching in Isolation

Searching for a word
I cannot talk of the absurd
Looking for hope in snippets
And all I am finding are crickets
Is it my job to be upbeat and stable
Uplift those around me when able
When my foundations are weak
And feel my strength begin to squeak
I do not demand others to uphold
I lack courage to be so bold
Instead I am left shore up my own bed
Shaking the rot from my own head
Looking for the light of a new day
Listening to the gentle winds sway
I miss all that was familiar in life
The way it was cut without knife
Lends sight to holes we filled
With everything that was billed
Patch them now with new growth
Fill them not with new loath

Responding

I find myself chair bound
No ailment keeps me put
Work keeps me from moving foot
My cats in place of hound
At my side they ask of me
Is this too life as we see
I have a thousand questions in mind
A database of answers with no find
Slow the Surreal takes hold
Our future we are trying to mold
Watching events play out in fork tines
Nothing has happened as we lay lines
Still panic and stress find home
As we are not left to roam
If it all fell apart today
How would we find the way
To truth when it is obscured
Leadership’s definition is blurred
Where am I supposed to turn
My life and home have not burn
Will my strength last through
Where the end gives up no clue
There is only steady advice in antics
Repeated in fiction and fact “Do not Panic”

Growth

planted with a future hope
through soil tendrils grope
In suburban cold it crawls
toward waiting winter squalls
peaking through the ground
in quiet nighttime sound
the first taste of morning light
energizes for the fight
comfort in warmth of spring
building strength for to sing
among so many kin
each fight without a din
wars to live each make
seeking out ground to take
pushing higher in the air
till bursting with color flair
a buffet of powder delight
to those in daily, darty flight
each in kind a need is met
till the hunger is now set
late summer starts the fade
leaves and petals then cascade
storing up for future years
off go children with no tears
showy fading as time goes by
quietly into the autumn nigh
next year to be reborn again
down in the valley glen

A moment

The day breaks before me
Blank pages to fill with melody
Yet I sit in quiet solace
Of yesterday’s that befall us

Something of great umbrage
Weighs in on my knowledge
Of action not taken for change
To venture outside is not so strange

And here I sit another day
Toiling in time for my pay
While news makes one weep
For loss of what can not keep

There is still time to save
What is not lost in our wave
Overwhelming it may be
Beyond this murk I must see

Though clouds may abound in view
No longer each morn can I stew
Yet what path should I follow
So many lead to world hollow

Do I follow will-o’-wisp light
Or someone else to their plight
I find no one to lead the way
And still here I cannot stay

I stand here on the cusp of sun
Should to it I now run
Yet it not my beacon guide
And again I must soon decide

Is it on I go another round
Planted firmly to the ground
Careful in my choices made
As another hour has decayed

Sunrise

Purple sky shredded with pink cloud
Mockingbird sings varied songs loud
Lost now and then in gentle winds
Spinning spider from eave descends
The quiets of a new days birth
Seeping into my end of the earth
Careless in this dim young moment
Worries and hopes away are sent