Stay or go, what action would you take?

A small rock sits in a little place
So still awaiting the day
It does what, it does not even know
So there it sits and stays

So many years has passed
So many more await
To be like a rock
Or be the water that escapes

Always in motion, always flowing 
Searching for the place
It does not even know where it will go
Or what it will do that day

Is one like the other or can we relate
Do we need to choose one or is it our fate
Could it be time stacking upon us
Could we break free one day

Who knows?

What was sacred now is missing
What was known now is lost
What was right now is wrong
What was sung now is gone

Stay to the path of the old
Let the new stay in the cold
While the light is slowly sold
Speak your mind and stay bold

You follow the path that you have chose
Those who are lost follow their toes
Those who are unsure travel in bows
Do not follow those who say they know

Mind the mind as thought goes
Dig past what you have been told
Stop for a moment to smell a rose
After all, no one knows

Smile

The pace of the place is set by the face
A smile can change someone's entire day
The frown sits down pointing at the ground
Keep your chin up and everything will turn around

Sounds so simple until you add people
The most complicated thing is one to another
Show a horse and it will be made into a camel
Tell a story comes back on you double

Find a place to make some money
Put down roots and start a family
Go to work and go home when it's finished
Do not mix them both together

Life you will find is never easy
Days are stacked and they weigh heavy
Night are lonely when they are empty
The children grow as we pray they stay healthy



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All or nothing

Give a moment for a second
but leave it behind and lose the chance
put it all in that second glance
do not stop in that stance

Hate it but own it
the game is set
no second chances
when the dice is set

Let yourself roll
with the punches
know it all
when you admit you know nothing

Round and round
in the fishbowl
snakes and ladders
sit on the fishhook

Waiting for the day

The stars twinkle in the sky
The light so old it will die
How many other planets are there
Staring so far in the air

The moon sits so high
Watching our little lives
As humans grow with time
To put a footprint in the sky

Billions and billions of eyes
Millions of species that try
To put the pieces in line
Maybe it only takes time

To travel between the stars
from one planet to another
How can we ever get to their
Pinching pennies here. 

Will we grow with strength?

It is what it is
There is no changing
The past stays the same
Looking forward to things

Care is to give or take
Lives learn from mistakes
You or I to can fall from grace
We are only human based

Put in our place
We excel to the tast
Out of place we have a sour face
Will we make it

The young mind

Light that shines from time to time
through the cup of the divine
While the looking glass sits way up high
mirrors on the ceiling don't let you see behind

Stare and stare oh way up there
all you will find is space and air
Rain falls with no care
as it goes anywhere

Clouds collect in the sky
Showing shaps only to the imaginary eye
Cracks in the concrete as we walk by
give way for nature to grow up high

|The seed is planted in the mind
for it to grow within time
Youth is wasted on the young time
They know it all until its gone

Can you read what you cannot see?

Tossed and turned awaiting to learn
The things that can never be written down
Where to find the piece of pie
Of a taste that can never be found

So simple it is to look about
Until your eyes are closed to see
Listen to the sound when no one is around
Understand the words they speak

Find what is lost under a rock
Without kicking it with your feet
Drink the water from a well that cannot be found
And always keep your thirst

Satisfy your hunger with what you sink your teeth into
But be careful when you open your mouth
A sense of smell to know when trouble is about
Then it is time to turn around

behind

Lost in a time lost for the find
Still searching for what is mine
Where do I fit is this square hole it
Does a circle no longer come to mind

Words are so bleak no longer with meaning
Yet people talk all the time
Feelings and distractions my piece of the action
To feel important is the goal to life

We are all individual snowflakes on a big ball rotating
In our own little spot in outer space
Find your place in it to melt with the rest of them
Then the spirit travels back into the ocean again

It is but a small speck of time along the big line
As people work harder to take from one another
In the end you can buy your way into heaven
After all when you die you will leave everything

What direction do you find yourself going these days?

That is my mind is blank

Not a single drop in this old fish tank

The bookworm looks for thoughts to read

While I ponder thoughts to think

The poet reader reads the lost arts

So that he can find thoughts that are torn apart

Of what were was once with but where are they now

Talk of simple lives and small little towns

The minstrel now plays his guitar loud

The bass, drums and singer are the new quartets sound

As though they screaming off the rooftops

Can you hear me now?

But I regress and digress and prefer to back down

Every push forward is a step to hold your ground

To step backwards you need to look around

A step sideways always takes you out of the way

To stick the knife

Fine l said so leave it be
Don't try and fix something
That is not broken to me
You see only what you want to see

Who want's to put in the time for nothing
Run in circles or race to things
Second is only the first place losing
So what words are encouraging

You only live to die
You only have once chance to make it right
You can't touch the sky
The ocean is filled with the tears from lies

It's not words that make things right
It's the silence in the calm of night
A pat on the back
Is just someone looking for a place

Rock or Sand?

The mouse and the fly try and touch the sky
One goes up the clock well the other runs on by
The tiniest crumb or scrap of cheese
Always searching for something to eat

Outside is so big and hard on the feet
Wheat fields fill the land where houses soon will be
Money rakes upwards while trees make way
For new farmland as we run out of space

How do we learn from our past mistakes
What do you find when you look another way
Where do we sit after all your days
When is it the time for the times to change

Who are you to question things
Why does it matter when things stay the same
One small stone can ripple into waves
As it spreads in all directions is it in a puddle or a lake

Dead of winter

Awake asleep it is time to think
The birds sing every morning
the wind blows across the snow
Only a few more month to go

Gray as the sky is the spirit that does not fly
Grounded by life from time to time
In the afternoon the sun sits high
while everyone under walks on by

In the evening the sun is setting
The cold can be felt by everyone wandering
By one another all heading home wondering
Will tomorrow bring better times

As dark as the cole that once light the fires
The blanket of night surrounds all light
We stay worm by one another
and sleep as the time expires

To be immortal

To be immortal and live forever
To walk on earth that extra mile
I see it every day in the eyes of my children
in each lesson they learn that I learned with them

A million years to get to this pinnacle point
a billion bodies hidden in the bloodline
Now it all rests in their little eyes
to live on forever through a thousand lives

With the good graces of the earth and skies
I will stay to raise them until it is time
When I am old and gray and can smell the dirt soon to arrive
The earth will take my body one more time

To sleep the sleep of my ancestors
Knowing I never fit into the mold of life
When the paper is burned and the coins are melted
There is only one thing in life that really mattered

The new year has begun

The new year has begun
What will change what will stay the same
Who will come and who will go 
Who will say they do not know

Time will tell and in a year we will be here again
Each one so long when it begins and so short when it ends
Bills are the only thing we really know
Go to work to pay them and go back home

Television is there to star at lives other than ours
Books on the shelves to remember minds we once explored
To understand something new it takes two years
Two years is too long as each one disappears

All inclusive vacations and cruise ships for those with a good year
Road trips with the family for parents who care
A hit a bump a simple trip for the mind to escape
When one can't afford the going rates.