Upon air I fly
Drifting lightly, clouds below
Light flows into night
This one came from my notes. Written in 2010, but not about air travel.
Tag: poetry
Tasty Grace
Flowing gracefully
Lovely delights upon bread
Peanut butter rocks!
Freedom’s Call
Life is resistance
Often reflexively done
Freedom’s cry is loud.
Young vs Old
Despairing of youth
Lamenting lost old ways
Habits of the old
Forbidden
What is forbidden
Is not always wrong, rather
Damages power
Flame
Heat and light emerge
Clamoring over tree bark
Night descends to dawn
Challenged
Challenged by a ghost
Only perfection allowed.
Frustrating myself
Fighting against negativity
Dark, evil thinking,
Creating anguish within;
I shall be sunlight
Empty Logic
Logic is empty
Without emotion’s driving
Towards decisions
A meditation while walking
Journeying these streets
This tiny northern city
Gentle waves on stones
A meditation during my wanderings today.