welcome hard work

slept in today
but got up in a panic
to get back to the grind
got to find that spot
that will welcome hard work
and make it full time
need to stack that bank
as if it were still snowing
over H*Town where eye dwell
not hidden in the basement
went to bed early and got nearly 12 hours
of sleep no excuse for not being
rested enough
the birds singing make it relaxing
I should probably be taking pictures
so others could witness with eye
all of the life living around us
while we grind everyday...

thought split written

tonight out back alone
collecting thoughts
piecing together ideas
what it means to be alive
not enough minutes in the day
grind out the collection
into something someone else
might read and not forget about
the world we live in has no time for poetry
thought split written
digested and provoking thought
no one wants to think
everyone wrapped up in their day to day
or minute by minute depending on
if you are wearing a watch
it's always a new day
stop and ask what day is today
a new day
make the best of it
before it's gone...

dose of vitamin D

quiet road small town
hours before dawn
trying to remember
thoughts hazy
that early hour or two
before sun will come
up over trees not buildings like in the city
winter's new england sand is everywhere
the sand that kept us from slipping
on the ice now blowing in the cool breeze
of the mind afternoon sun light dose of vitamin D
with no co-pay
road still quiet ride home right after one
saw the ones that call me their son
kids still in school
everyone working coming back after
lunch break
the monotony
and tomorrow will be the same...

Babylon is what it is

back to basic thoughts laying down on the page
anyone paying attention should be in a rage
the controlling elite and the cards dealt to each head
rich people and poor people all better of dead
still think we are better living strong and walking tall
if they don't give back our freedom proud to take it all
back from the grimy elite who hi-jacked this nation
need to turn off the news or at least change the station
find the reports telling us of what they plan
create a one world government enslaving every human
grind every day to rise up from the floor
one day eye will break through just need one day more
settle the score with my pen in this book
the truth is really out there all you have to do is look
it's harder than it should be with technology as it is
take advantage of this Babylon exactly what it is...

future fear dread

ignorance reigns down
on America the beautiful
thought from the past
future fear dread
probably better off dead
and that's what they want
will have to wait
until twelve twenty-one
two thousand twelve
when all the patriots become servants
if they aren't full blown
prisoners trapped by some banking elite
and it's all by design
to keep everyone dumbed down
standing on my head to see the smiles
all these would-be frowns...

sky clear page white

the sun is so bright
beacon shone down from above
the sky is clear
and the page is white
it reflects that light
making the center of these eyes
pin points in the right direction
inward like the breath
in deeper standing fully balanced
on the edge looking downward
at the spiral where I was headed
blindfolded with no hands on the wheel
brought back to balance beautiful girl
who shares this life with me
eternally grateful her hand there
for me to hold high with confidence
in all that's natural
the birds are singing the praises
of this day as beautiful as they come...