Poetry Pages

longing for that rhythm lost long ago for some ungodly reason yet as I look at it I wasn't exactly at the right place nor the right time but that's life for ya you never know what's exactly ahead in this crazy, mixed up world so I keep plodding along day by day making up my own rules as I move along...

to touch that freedom's gate that redemption in which you feel that core completely into your soul for some it's a release for some it's remembrance for those many past sins you hear it clearly and it rocks you startles you and wakes you knowing that it's to come whether you're prepared for it or no...

that old green turtle
snapping at anything
that comes around
fish, frog or human
baring his snout
through the mud
in the nearby pond
hissing like an alligator
that comes into his territory
so watch out
otherwise you might lose a toe
as you stumble through the day

Illuminations
alterations
subucations of the mind
and yet through it all
it doesn't matter
or does it?
it's up to the individual
but the effort is worth it
it does have one thinking
and finding somehow where it leads to

reactions
affiliations
inclinations
yet in the imagination
something is lacking
for what reason
I don't know
but given time
I might find out
until then
like everyone else
I'll have to
wait and see

reaching though those milestones
kilometer by kilometer
searing in the heat
as time seeps
on through the day
moment by moment
pensive for no reason
yet one hears it clearly
but that reason
lingers
for some ungodly
memory

Poetry has gone places that some never want to return from and yet it reveals shadows that we prefer to keep hidden at the same time it allows us to scream and vent all the anger and venom out while remembering many of the good times we've had celebrate those friendships worth keeping and allowing u...

I don't understand
and it doesn't matter
or does it?
confusion is a funny thing
it leaves one befuddled
and one saying
what the hell now?
reaching for places
they shouldn't go
and yet
some do
but sometimes that's just life

that genius which occasionally touches all of us in the most peculiar of times unexpectedly but who can say what life has in store still we find ourselves in those places that either bring out the best or the worst yet those perspectives find themselves in simple exploration reaching for something s...

hallowed memories
from a shattered past
wrenched pain
within that tortured heart
where tears fall
across the face
and one hears a simple sigh
leaving one
wondering
what the hell do I do now?
and yet the emptiness
consumes what's left of the soul
but somehow
life moves on

those twisted words
that's written in pain
where chaos smiles
within that darkness
glimpsing in the abyss
not realizing
what one has lost
within one's humanity
for the most part
not caring
but then that's the cost
when one remains
in the shadows

reeds within the pond
hide secrets
they touch nature
small frogs chirp
singing life as it is
minnows gather within the ripples
crayfish settle on the bottom
and the wind blows among the clouds
where mother nature sings
as life finds its way

blue sky
with clouds rolling
maybe we'll get a rain this afternoon
who knows?
we need it
this last month has been hot and dry
but that's August for ya
the pearls of nature
sometimes is stingy
keep her secrets to herself
but that's life for ya

that rock peak
in which I used to sit on
and watch the whole valley
from an eagles point of view
clearing my head
when I needed it
enjoying nature as it is
reaching the spirit of life
and sometimes finding that simple wisdom
that Gaea reveals

toes in the river
finding the cool of the water
where I'm simply relaxing
taking the day off
from worries of life
got my pole in the water
waiting on a fish to bite
and enjoying my time in the summer
maybe a catfish will finally hit
and I'll have dinner
we'll see