Watching your plane ascend
Eyes wouldn’t stay open
Into the decay at my feet
Pools of history looming
As controlled violence
Broke laws of physics
Winds lifting you away
Failing eyes unwilling
Heart spills open
New eyes, new sight
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Watching your plane ascend
Eyes wouldn’t stay open
Into the decay at my feet
Pools of history looming
As controlled violence
Broke laws of physics
Winds lifting you away
Failing eyes unwilling
Heart spills open
New eyes, new sight

There are scales on my eyes
And I must traverse the journey
Over and over
Before I can see
My walks have taken me by this spot many times.
The tree, birds, the fences and light kept telling an untold story.
Struggling with its meaning
A puzzle
With pieces missing
All is not as it appears
To the eye
Sometimes
The eye must close
To see
If we can find the emotive response within us to color, lines and shapes.
Make them ours. Interpret them from the emotive eye.
The journey takes on new meaning.
(multiple exposure photograph)

Crow flew by my window
Don’t mean a thing
Don’t mean a thing
Someone says,
“hey, you need to be afraid,
somethin’ like that happens”
Be afraid,
Be afraid
Not gonna do it man
Crow
Or no crow
Thank you to everyone who has made me feel welcomed and liked my work. It is very much appreciated!

We all stand for some things
We all stand for something
If we look hard enough
Long enough
With sincerity
We will find
Something to stand for
Some things to stand for
Yet all is worthless
If we are not standing together

Mists of Peace
Cresting the ridge
Our valley now exposed
Morning sun broke free
From its chains
Illuminating the moon
The brief friendship
Destined mathematically
Exploding flashes of grandeur
Calm befell the valley
The mists of peace
Had prevailed
Captured willingly
By the hearts of all
In her presence
I know we can do better