Wind

Wind at my back pushing me over

It's edge is so soft

A force so strong

Heard not seen

Felt not touched

A paradox existence

Brings life, brings rain

Lifts birds, lifts planes

Contains butterflies, and hurricanes

Life and death

In a gust, in a breath

It comes and goes all at once

Ever present

Wind

Sandals

Flip flop protection

Let your pedals breathe

Through straps

Ageless, timeless walking

Something so organic

Kicked back and relaxed

Chilled out and all about

The absence of socks

Better hope you don't get chased

But it's okay if you come by water

Wear them on a warm day

Forget the laces

Sandals' soles speak to mine.

Forget the Maybe

Quiet pavement means cars sneak by at fifty miles per hour. Exhilarating, as I walk in such a way so as to be intentionally surprised. Walk the white line between traffic flow and the ditch line. Plugged in to music mostly muffling the engines of automobiles. Songs singing, playing musical messages - more than empty entertainment. I am spoken to and am relating back - pondering present with every step. Guitars and keyboards play the background to this thinking session. I am fortunate to have such a distance to travel. I notice the clean blackness of smooth new pavement and realize my need for sealing and surfacing. I see my ruts so easily stuck in, but I don't have cones and flaggers to control the traffic in my mind. Maybe I'll stay away from the rutted roads and dodge off the shoulder to the path less taken, and I'll find it's travelers - my friends - and move along with my minority gang going gung-ho against the flow. Maybe I won't say maybe.

Forget the maybe.

Crosswalk

I saw a girl one day who walked liker her beauty was her dark little secret

She tried to hide it, but she just couldn't keep it

Hands in pockets, chin down counter-bold

She wore a scarf and a petticoat, as if it were cold

Straight skinny jeans and worn canvas shoes

A guitar over shoulder for singing the blues

She's the girl who sits quietly in the back of her classes

She look up through bangs and black thick-rimmed glasses

And as she walked by, in chance our eyes met

I saw a deepness of blue I could never forget

Alas my strides carried me quickly away

But I'll remember the secret I crossed paths with that day.

Strange Love

Strangers everywhere

Falling in Love in a blink

Two unknown people, all it takes is a wink

or a smirk then butterflies

Following which they will think

"What a rush I've had,

Like never before - 

What could it possibly hurt

To try it once more?"

Looking back over shoulder

A nonchalant attempt with intent

Her eyes are much warmer this time

But you are never content

For your flight is leaving

And her taxi door closed

Your baggage is heavy

Your dreams - not as you supposed

The cab runs away, into the pour

As you stand like an island

In front of the door

That slid open for your entry

But instead got cold air

While both you and the door wonder, 

"Why isn't life fair?"

Foolish Boy

Foolish Boy

Can't you see that Loves not a toy?

How could you be so fickle, so coy?

You Failed to see the dire consequences

Great walls between friends, will start off as fences

Buying the broken is futile when the victim is priceless

Your swung bat of intentions was masquerading as viceless

You struck deep hatred in me, so don't be surprised when

All the king's horses, and all the kings men, can't put you together again

You were instructed with caution, advice you cast aside

Which is a shame, for now you shall ever abide

In a dark corner of my mind and my heart

Where the same scene plays over - where what I loved, gets ripped it apart.

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Black star unseen

Shines black, not bright

But only when all thats left

Is light