A Collection of Creation

I plan to focus on finish writing these two books then put everything for sale on my website soon.

I will make you proud

Because that belief was not

Hope in tomorrow being better

even if I’m not

Can’t cling to what has happened

Or there is a threat of being stuck there forever

What is rain without clouds

Grass without green

Nonsense

and holding on to what can’t be changed is more of the same

Let those tears ride

Release that which you want to keep within

where actions matches words

And the words have weight

Be there when needed

Controlling your words when things get heated

More than lover

At the end of days in need of more than a friend

A mixture of what is meant for me

If the call is answered

Then be there when need be

Where is the joy in hiding our truth

Fishing rods

Clear skies

Calm waters

Crickets and toads

Patience on the boat as we stay a float

Not a single bite as the heat blaze

But the memory is there

And the only thing learned

The people are more important than the event

Cause more weeks will past

Who am I but a fearless pen holder

Doomed to write daily

But happily letting these thoughts out

For a while I didn’t allow my self to hear

Micromanaging what was important

For it to be naught but a wrinkle in time

& there is just never enough of it

in the hourglass

But the days will come where My feet are in nothing but sand

And sun will shine

Made a promise to not waste my gift for another day

Nor waste my time doing what looks right

Admitting mistakes but I’m not committed to doing wrong

So here I stand

Void of hesitation

In a full sprint into an unknown

But I do know

My purpose awaits

Those shadows they yell

from are a stark reminder

I was me before you

And I’ll be someone else if there is an after

Unopposed to change

it’s like fighting the flow of a river

Swimming upstream in the name

of rebellion

Yet as I relinquished control

It took me to where I needed to go

Can’t hang on to what was

But I can have a hand in making what will be

Under many moons I stare at these screens

Line by line I weave together pieces of my dogma

In hope someone feels a fraction of what my mind submerges the heart to feel

Not a cry for connection

But a lifeline for those that can’t find the words

The word finder of life is tumultuous

There are many hands at work to pull our focus from the prize

& While we fight for the scraps of a faux dream

The power is realizing who the architects of purpose is

There’s a calling inside

But rarely do we listen

cause we fear the change that must come

The process isn’t painless

and there is beauty in the battle of evolution

Shedding skin

Growing wings

Adapting to what is asked

In preparation to take for what won’t be given

Freedom has a price

And the payment is inward

My fear of the dark faded

I know your proud because I’m still here

Furthest thing from easy

but we knew the task was tall

Just not bigger than our audacity

You kept the flame a flicker

When I wanted to freeze out

A thread of the dream remained when I scrapped ideas

I wish I could send letters back in time

Just so you know it will all be ok

From me to you

Climbing an endless staircase

We passed through doors of opporuntity

In pursuit of pure desire

Disguised as what was safe

Dressed up as what was the correct choice

But where is the fulfillment in burning your fire

for the sake of another’s ambition

A cog in the machine of my own making

I can’t keep climbing without a vision in mind

The next door that opens will be the one I make

I’m not the same as

What yesterday was but I

When the pressure is on

The water from my roots keeps me cool

Eyes are on where the hands can reach

Never too small for the moment

A moment in time isn’t too big

Adversity polishes the gems

And my light won’t dim

Even through nights where I watch the sun greet me

Or as the moon looks over my shoulder

Proof is in the progress