Long Walk the line Poems

We disagree
I want to breathe people
Feel a timeless, immortal pulse
My solitude is anonymous observation
Strolling in unnoticed contemplation through worlds stacked upon worlds
The Flâneuse
My sustenance is colorful variety
Diving into the expressionism of bizarre fringes
Taste testing any...

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Self destructive, even writing on pages without lines feels chaotic and liberating 
even though I know the frustration I will feel as my words slope downwards, down 
words. They angle, pitching against my embedded need...

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Walk your Line 

A word to the blind:
From the day your first mount and ride
Till the moment you die
Walk your line
Walk proud and high
Through each and every wreck your stride unwinds
Walk your whole heart
spine upright
till...

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Every breath is  a fresh step.
Forget your last step take a fresh breath.

I may not walk the line.
But I am designed to shine.
The things I refuse are
the things I should choose.

Never running away.
Feet anchored...

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The Fifties...Music

The music of the fifties…well, what can I say…
was heaven here on earth compared with that today.
Romantic, lovely sentiments of heart and soul,
with poems set to music to advise, console.

Mid-fifties music era rendered lovely...

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NYC nior in black and white

NYC nior in black and white 

Dark landscapes 1957 NYC 
of automats radio city and hotdog stands 
memories of things past 

Take us back to lucid dreams of light and...

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“Let your light shine before men that they may see your good works and glorify your Father
in heaven”

There is an eternal sight that lights the lives of men,
She is wondrous, full of rage and fury.
And...

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Hit Repeat
Written by Rebekah Shipp
June 6, 2016

When this sick beat drops
And you find yourself lost
Bass ALL up in your ears
And your eyes start to tear
When the treble pops your lid
It’s Casablanca all over again
Cause all...

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Blow a whistle, or write a song, while the white bearded-men of small fishing towns drown the nights away. Try to forget, if only for so long, that the tempted wish bowl rolls; floats like...

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George talks about 'Them Cowgirls,"
While Willie's "Blue Eyes Are Crying In The Rain."

Tim talked about "Back Then"
And Bucky admits "It Was A Different Life."

Toby is a "Man Of His Convictions"
But Brad is "Better On Line."

Josh...

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and lastly I'd like to thank my agent
Shifty Placard unkempt as they come
nutty as squirrel cheeks at the Ritz
a little like Santa Claus and Nero
Shifty made me walk the line
between the rolling green hills of...

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Indestructible, for Johnny Cash
by Michael R. Burch
 
What is a mountain, but stone?
Or a spire, but a trinket of steel?
Johnny Cash is gone,
black from his hair to his bootheels.
 
Can a man out-endure mountains’ stone
if...

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I would like to share the destruction of my life
How I sold all my dreams to a world of pain and strife
I hope some youngster reads it and can clearly see
That to walk down that...

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Feeling everything at once,
And nothing at all.
Numb?
Maybe.
Just may be the medications,
My therapist says,
Meditation.
The answer,
The problem?
Is manic depression.
Some say disorder,
I scream.
Obsession.
The doctor’s dose me, 
I obliged,
Just because I don’t want to die.
Addiction killed my soul,
Reprive,
Or spiritually...

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Love me tender love me sweet
Here I come to sweep you off of your feet
When we greet and our eyes meet
My heart swells, and I hear wedding bells
Now that we both have grown
We see what...

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Pain that takes up residence from inside of the mind
The stain of red blood, the sting of crimson lines
I want to be alone but surrounded at the same time
But if I open up the floodgates...

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My Daddy was a  miner 
Way back in 69
He left home at the crack of dawn 
Left us to walk the line

On Sundays we’d go to church
Then home to do our chores
While Mama cooked...

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The darkness within calls as I walk the line between Heaven and Hell. God’s compassion and tranquility pulls me closer to his divine light. 

The  mental, physical pain lie deep with my being and...

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my life's like a growing vine.
roll the dice and walk the line.
young, but i'm get'in older.
an as the days pass, i'm get'in wiser.
smarter from the wrongs I've done.
stronger from the things I've overcome
 
i'm also...

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He was a nice quiet gentle man
He had family friends wife and a daughter too
But Rayshard Brooks was also a black man
He was just waiting for a burger at Wendy's drive-through

He'd been for a drink...

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Air-ball, foul, listen to the referee 
No free throw from the key 
Sit in this corner for time out
Check by your names and throw a pout

Hopscotch, Tik Tok
Social media around the clock
For freedom of press
For...

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When a stranger calls

a star is born

within these walls

the shining

city lights

die hard

the searchers

don't look now

behind enemy lines

I walk the line

out of the past

roots

where the red fern grows

in cold blood

of mice and men

while you were sleeping

jaws

follow...

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Her smile is like the Florida sun, bright an good for my skin.  She's so warm, beautiful, and setting when the cool night comes.  I stood frozen just watchin her become the cool...

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Written: January 2nd, 2023, For Ink Empress Contest

Rumi verse" Sing to me in the silence of your heart and I will rise up to hear your triumphant song"
       ...

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In the 1960's, in a small West Texas college town of Alpine
Sul Ross State, was known for cowboys and rodeo teams
Had an above average student there, that wanted to be a cop
With a dream to...

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