Dreams burn into dust
Smoke and destruction raging
Into the nothing
Author: Carl Setzer
A blogger blogging from just north of Seattle.
Violence
Violence calling loud
Seemingly an easy path
Destruction’s curse.
Thoughts on Thinking
Words, half phrases
Incomplete sentences
Burped out notions
Quick then gone
This random way
My mind works
Or at least operates
Flowing ideas
Collide upon themselves
In a helter-skelter
Maddening prattle
Summer Sun
Skin cooked stealthily.
Yet sometimes the joy of sunlight
Warms hearts joyously.
The pursuit of balance
I seek balance, balance between career and family, spiritual and earthly. Balance, perhaps the zen of yin and yang.
Balance, though, is not a steady state, rather continuous action. Balancing, redistributing; because you can’t have it all, only what you prioritize
Thus, knowing what’s important is critical. Having goals, big overarching ones to guide you, to allow you focus.
With that, one of my traps: forgetting that I can shift, adjust to the changing reality. And that’s the real goal, to grow, learn and adjust. Its OK for the goals to move. Actually, its critical. If we’re growing, we’re learning. That new knowledge will open up possibilities we never could consider before. The glorious future unimaginable.
Evening Falls
Drifting upon
Lingering dreams.
Plans of youth
Embraced completely
Never have escaping
A firm, steady
Committed grasp.
Sleep
Eyelids drop downward.
Gravity’s mammoth power
Wins, against focus.
Heated Souls
Seduced, curving flesh,
Muscle sinew, bones and skin
Lust birthed from an arc.
Live YOUR Life
Live only your life
For there is not time enough
For both of our dreams.
Weapons
My arsenal: immense.
Words, written and spoken,
Mightier than swords
And, perhaps, other weaponry.
A verbal quiver; a thing
Of might!