We, the Pretenders

Hidden in the open Shadows only within In the light, darkness stays shrouded Posed as flesh – a mask too realistic Until morphed into truth Forgotten secrets and infinite creation

Letters Awry

Another glance back to another

Dance back to another

Chance back to the way it was

Eager for love

Also for life

Hoping that the beginning didn’t

Rear such a suffering distance

Together for once blunt

More is undone at the hunt

Now it’s become clear

In the eyes of fear

Looking within to outside

Younger days of now seem pastime

War of the soul

Angels and demons combine

Null at the brink and toll

Each drawn then shrunken behind

Yearning, feeling nauseous

Afraid of being looked down upon

Masking any and all promiscuous

Kicking away that devil’s spawn

Verifying what has been isn’t what is

Justifying who, what, when, where, why

Worrying something lies amiss

Moreover standing at the ready, sly

Never ending peace, angst, terror, bliss

Recording decisions and contradictions awry

As Seasons Change

Oranges, browns, blues, greens

The spectrum of the year

And the pantomime of its seasons

The sounds of ocean breeze

Mix with the sweet showers of rain

The clash of thunder

Booming with the gongs and drums

The whistle of birds

Entangled with the sounds

Of wind chimes and glass bottles

The melodies of the wind and world file in

Filling the soul with passion and freedom

Cleansing past pain to dull

And rejuvenating life in inspiring ways

Stronger with each turn of the cycle

And each month past

Following and leading through the seasons

Heart’s song weaves through

Sweet smells with each note

Memories created and unfolded

Silent understanding in each

Tight embrace,

Light touch,

Quiet glance,

Loud laugh,

And fond seconds past

Watching and loving

What many either cannot or will not

Wafting in the beauty of the seasons

Wishing naught despite what

Wandered through the past

Wallowing in regret won’t make amends

Work forward and find yourself again

The rain showers pounding sweetly

Upon water, pavement, and brick

Singing stormy stories

As thunderclouds hover

Dispensing thunder’s tremors and tales

Lighting lashes the length of the sky

Bolting brightly, breaking by the grey

As people hide under their covers

I sing with the song and run outside

Arms thrown wide, head thrown back

Laughing as I spin

Loving as I live

Circles upon circles

Twirling and dancing

Insane and perfect in every way

Ripples trail along the surface

Cold air nips at my nose and fingertips

Water droplets all around

Atmosphere clean and anew

Wind whips my hair

Behind my head then

Across my face

Hands move to push it back

To little avail

Let it be and let all be

Listen instead and focus instead

On the secrets of the breeze

Listen to the sounds of the seasons

Shifting each second

Taste the colors as they melt to one

Creating new days overlapping old

Feel the difference of the atmosphere

Morphing to something better

Observe the storms and winds ahead

Challenging your every step

And listen to that song of your soul

Moving to the changes of the seasons