The wind becomes quick
Rustling through trees and grasses
As fall approaches
Ode to the rulemakers
Your words, they twist and turn alike to winding, crooked creeks
Your actions speak of bending to an interest money piques
Your spine is like to beasts that, boneless, wend through briny sea
Thus with naught but a breath your ilk corrupts our liberty.
9/4/2021 – let me walk
Let me walk
That I might smell the green grasses
Let me walk
That I might feel the sunshine
Let me walk
That I might taste the air
Let me walk
That my feet be reunited with the earth
Different for me
A mountain would I climb
To look out o’er the world
And watch the flow of time
As fates became unfurled
Its peaks would I ascend
To see the greater tale
The means to ev’ry end
Pull back the cloudy veil
Alas that such a dream’s for naught
In these dimensions three
For though to be as such it ought
I wish diff’rent for me
9/2/2021 – sense
Give us truths in stone
Give us wisdom ages old
Give us knowledge passed down
Give us tools to know wrong from right
None will matter without sense
9/1/2021
I oft go wand’ring in this wond’ring mind
And seek out truths that do elude me so
And though seldom can I indeed truth find
Such hard-won wisdom is a prize to know
8/31/2021 – what rage
What rage has Earth for we
Who tread upon her?
8/30/2021 – a haiku
About my mind build
A bridge to distant places
That I might see them
8/28/2021 – paradox
In the wind the trees sway like always
The sky’s painted with blues and greys
The birds chirp and sing
The grasses peck at my toes
Like always
And all the while
Places worlds away
Knock, knock on my mind
And my mind and my eyes
Cannot agree
Your smile
Like a seed it grows and blossoms
Like the wind it tickles my skin
Like the sun it melts my heart
Like the night, it calms my soul
A Poem A Day 