Against the Wind
It was our third attempt to climb what some call...
Momma, is that you?
As I sit inside my garage with it’s door...
She was placed in an environment
where lost angels have gathered...
Sometimes when I'm very bored,
I like to take the time...
One day I found a poem,
It was sleeping in its bed...
The Lure
To a fish near a line, it is a thing of beauty...
Freewrite...
Safety on the brain
and not on weapons relies...
Putting things into perspective,
Mind games if you will...
Along these lines, if you listen closely
You will hear my personal points of view...
I attempt to heal with verse
lyrics that never fade for me...
beacon on the hill calling me in [hope]
I am little blind [naive...