Planting a seed
Blooming courage indeed
Looking up to the sky
Not considering, time to die
Knowing heavens are there
Protection from the crows who scare
Reading books filled with studies
Asking, how much money?
Trusting powers that be
Truth will see
Sun shining bright
An illuminating sight
When break time arrives
Reason to sigh
Showing a path
Towards the bath
Sweat well spent
Cultivating investment
Heat saying goodbye
Autumn leaves fly
Seasoned to perfection
Ready for collection
Harvest pay received
Graciously, I believe
Joyful thanks
Leaving the bank
No longer fearful and blue
Cash in hand is cool
Barreling pork
Work
Done
Time for fun
Spending
Since holiday season is pending
Intimidation threats are gone
Since courageous honesty is the new dawn
Unstable in all my ways
Nevermind the other days
When I couldn’t smile a storm
I was trying to keep oh so warm..
Messed up an extra mile
Our love went out of style
Shame embraced me,
Never leaving my presence of once-upon-a-time glee
Tears flow and the sun glows
Tears flow and His son knows
There will be a rainbow after a storm
After I find shelter to keep me warm
Unsmile my tears away, away, away
Unstable in a rather bizarre kind of way
Unbeatable thoughts barreling through my brain
In vain, I cry tears of joyless disdain…disdain…
Frowning in this town of a tension-whelmed terrain
Refrain from driving me insane
If you can, you can be my endless sunshining day…
To wipe away this dismay…pray away the disarray!
I say, pray away the pain
I say, shelter me with rain
I say, unsmile your smile of gain
I say, grow yourself another brain
Every time I heard her cry
I would come barreling down the stairs
ready to square up to him,
both of us fuming on the edge of a fight.
As a child when you have yet to experience
the infinite pettiness of relationships,
right and wrong both have their pitfalls.
Parents had their cat and mouse games.
Father was a good man made weak,
worn out by doing the best he could.
Their battles were a joust,
their fighting had rules of engagement,
indistinct battle lines,
hard for a boy to figure out.
Boys and their mothers also have rules,
they agree to die for each other,
but how and when are never discussed.
Like a raging river barreling toward an arid basin,
sediment collects inside a hardening heart.
Weighing heavy, eyelids flutter over drowning maculas;
all that can be seen are murky riptides.
Vision cuts out.
Frantically flaring arms desperately try to skim the surface,
dragged deeper into an unknown chasm.
Sub-zero temperatures shroud panicking flesh.
Prying eyes open, undiluted pitch darkness surrounds.
Gasping for oxygen, lungs inflame.
Excruciating pain catapults through weakening legs.
Safety is nowhere to be found.
Reaching into an intolerably tight pocket,
I feel for your disintegrating picture.
My savior became my impending doom.
Only evanescent memories remain
at the bottom of this watery grave.
Maybe I’ll buy a red velvet cake from the store.
Buying things is a chore.
I had money somewhere in my jacket.
Coins making quite a racket.
But when I tried to unzip my pocket…
Water spilled out, out, out…
Then I died.
I drowned one day.
Barreling past a stingray.
The last thing I saw was a deep sea fish.
I sent him one last wish.
That in heaven, the sunlight would bleach my hair.
Underwater, there’s a lot to despair.
I was swimming on the beach.
I had just finished eating a peach.
The riptide moved toward me.
Taking me to the sea.
I bought a red velvet cake.
One day.
I had money.
I hadn’t died yet.
I had pulled out a 20 dollar bill.
They took it and gave me back change.
My cake was a treat.
I had change left over.
And two slices of cake.
Maybe I’ll buy a red velvet cake from the store.
I found out that heaven has stores too.
It starts with a hiss and a screech
as the murder train pulls in at the station
Its cars painted black its windows darkened
by the secrets and sins of every nation
The conductors smile is twisted and cruel
his cold dead eyes collecting his fare
Passengers board with a sense of dread
knowing they soon will be beyond repair
The train lurches forward then moving with speed
barreling through the night without a care
Huddled in their seats the passengers
cower in fear and despair
A ghostly man appears in the dark
whose blood was spilled on this track
He haunts this train for revenge he rides
upon the people who forced his final act
The air is thick with feelings of guilt and shame
as every passenger relives their evil crime
The face of the victim before their minds
till guilt drowns them to their dying time
And when it finally reaches its final stop
theres no escape for the ones aboard
For in their own personal hell they are trapped
forever haunted by the murder trains accord
So beware if you ever see it coming
this train of death that roams the land
For once you board theres no turning back
youll be forever at its command
Be the one
The one that opens my eyes
I’m tired of always putting up a fight
A wave of thoughts come barreling in at night
Please just wipe my mind
Give me a meaning to this life
Take away this knife
The one that’s plunged into my core
I can’t stand it anymore
Take my pain
Make it yours
Tell me how it makes you feel
It’s surreal, isn’t it
Everything I feel is real
Be the one
The one that gives me life
Please, don’t let this be a lie
I’m tired of seeming alright
There is no light
I’ve lost all my might
A warning sounded on my phone -
An elongated beep -
So loud it must be meant to wake
Whoever is asleep…
Alerting me that there could be,
Within my current range,
A dangerous flash flood, which I
Found really kind of strange.
There is no river and no lake
For many miles around
And certainly no ocean
Barreling towards higher ground.
Yet I was warned, “Stay off the roads
And don’t attempt to drive
For if a flash flood strikes you would
Be lucky to survive.”
The warning did its job and scared me
Near out of my pants.
Although the sun’s come out, you think I’d drive?
No, not a chance!
Forty percent was the chance it would rain,
Which is what my phone app was predicting.
I went for my walk with my eye to the sky,
But the darkening clouds were conflicting.
I had an umbrella which fits in the bag
Where I carry my water for drinking,
So I ambled on, getting further away
And I wondered just what I was thinking.
For, after a mile, rain came barreling down,
Without one little drop as a warning.
My umbrella unfurled, I retraced all my steps,
Cutting short my full exercise morning.
Though my sneakers were dripping, as well as my socks,
I got home with just minimal stressin’
But I have to remember my phone often lies,
Which is really a valuable lesson.
The unsupervised stop sign travels all over town
With no one there to watch him, he made departure from the ground.
Off he went o’er yonder, and up and down the city street
He’d stop in front of speeding cars, and then rinse and repeat,
It must be such a shock to to see a sign when before was none
The action of foot slammed on break caused pile ups on ninety one.
Despite obvious danger, his game brought him so much joy,
That stop sign played with cars as if they were naught but his toys.
The police tried to stop him, fire fighters too,
But what department is prepared to stop a stop sign barreling through?
He spent the day causing chaos, and carried on all through the night
Until each and every driver was frightened for their life.
By morning he grew tired of the game he’d been engrossed,
So the unsupervised stop sign returned home to his post.
So.... I've been lost
Slippery sliding while barreling
On a long thin winding binding road
It read life....at the beginning
Now
Now it has become a binge on sleeplessness
An alarm clock on quarter to restlessness
And a get ready on sighs and fatigue
So....I've been lost
While trying to do this thing called life
Suffocating on lost chances
Turning into mistakes
And stops at I had a dream
I've been lost
Still feels like sirens to
Watch out for that hump on
Don't waste your life street
Leading to
Where are you? highway
Yes, I've been lost....
He keeps airborne, skimming over the grass
defying a specific gravity
of joy or fear.
He hurtles into a tunnel of space ahead.
The land accommodates his passage -
gives way.
A walleyed rapture, a blind bounding
the sky rolls over his whiskers
aiding the hares leaping heart.
He escapes the eye
barreling into nowhere until gone.
A waving grass
ripples into stillness once more,
reclaims the moment
the hare had just fled from.
thunder
ferocious, frightful
crashing, reverberating, raging
rumble, rainstorm, strike, flash
streaking, hurtling, barreling
atmospheric, dangerous
lightning
Date created: 04/17/2022
These days go by I count the minutes In the most important way Its saved my faith Keep me from unhealthy sinnin I'll crave the essence Of your loves presence I'm Lost caught obsessin In the daze of your face Spinning I was lost crossed To no ends Lost in depression Again and again Repeadeted at most I lost the cost Was defeatment No special treatment My level head went The cost I'd never win That lustful thing Kept me barreling tossed Please know I apologize For the dial tone On the other side Of the the line Never mind I was lonely I'll have you by my side Building our home Concealing old pride The feeling of this From my heart not my mind When I was trapped in My dome in my dark times All along I had you To keep me alive The queen to my throne Baby just know I'm sorry for the bumps in the road So babe just know I've thrown the thing that Killed me into the unknown It's so much better to have you Just thought you should know that I love u
barreling in drive
anxious to get in and out
before the big storm
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