from the shelter of my work shed
i watch the crows feast
on the unlucky that wiggle forth
from freshly drenched ground

a buffet of treats no doubt
for a cold, tired murder

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"move forward"

change comes
convinced
to manipulate thought
dislodge the track
switch signs negative
polarize
turn off-on
what light there is to read
between the lines of hope
and need

the day must come to forget-
forgive yourself
so mind
body move
forward

"morning"

to start the day alone is hard enough
without thought or want

the need is great to rise up
manipulate ( Read more... )

air swells
with buzzed anticipation
a deliberate blue glow
exudes from the nothing
energy in all forms
converges with intent

calm down

the mild winter inspires
   thought

the rustling birds
   awake

to find me intrigued

they know i listen aloud
to their morning song

until the church bells call
and reality begins anew

rush of day and life

fog my purpose
with trivialities of necessity

no trophies
no interviews
in this time spent away
these few hours
apart
no victory

there is nothing to do
but wait
apart since morning
missing you

It seems I have found much time to ponder the circumstances that I currently find myself in.  I love the fact that I will be simplifying my life to a great extent.  My intentions are to document the transition to the farm with frequent posts about the completion and living conditions of the pod.  The pod will be a great place to live, once I'm done ( Read more... )

my mind
overwhelmed
disjointed
like cracks in the marble
what purpose they serve
but to make us unique
to make us the same

happiness can not take your place
in my heart in my mind
i wait for you
i long for you

we have so much
yet so little time
to be what we are
to be what we want

to see that which we are
in love forever
until such time
when we burn bright

at the mercy of the wind
lies our fate
lies our love
there together

(for J)
11/05/08

Come To Pass

winter is here
blanketing the soul

the warmth shall rise
on this crooked path
to field brimming bright

flowers bloom

we will survive

yes we will

anew in the light

10/24/08