Presently Overly Scattered

A thought a glance a word or line.
What will inspire tomorrows’ rhyme?
It could be anguish or love, death or a bug.
Maybe it’s the past, future or running out of time.
Or maybe not, sometimes the present forgot.
A mind’s sometime scattered with distraction sublime.
Walls can be high and we leap or crash.
This time time leapt for today’s tomorrow’s rhyme.




Our hectic week’s now nearly complete.
And buy the end of today again we’ll meet.
Though our time’s short it’s worth the trip.
For the essence of each soon we will sip.


Sees Brine

The call of the sea is dear to me.
The whisper of the wind reminds.
Briny crust fills every pore.
Seconds savored and moments pure.
It is to be a speck in an endless sky
or with blindness to question why.
Life is long when stars shine bright.
Tomorrow’s unsure in the dark of night.
But a wind that howls while in my bed
blows the sea from a dreamy head.
Heavy sweat fills an achy brow,
moments to dread, hours to bow.
But to be a speck and that is all,
the vision of knowledge is very small.
Life is long when stars shine bright.
A tomorrow unsure when dark is light.
In the calm the outside’s clear.
When times are rough it’s the inside we fear.


The Isle of Oz

Time cycles in waves unsure.
With depths endured and peaks pure.
Emerald horizon’s the journeys allure.
And the loveliest shade I’ve ever seen,
she’s my inspiration with eyes of green.
She’s my beacon forever bright.
Her heartbeats share melodic delight,
beckoning calm in the darkest of night.
Stormy seas we’re never to fear.
When love to harbor’s always near.


Seasons Shined

seasons shined

The sun today rose
as everyone knows.
And the summer
now long past behind.
Our nights grow long,
though nothing is wrong.
But of winter,
it does surely remind.
Our life like time,
filled with rhythm and rhyme,
and with joys and tears to fall.
A bright side’s for us to find.
Buy night we rest,
for our daily test,
which springs every dawn.
We choose the tune in our mind.