Addiction

Addiction

With flames dying and embers flying silently

cold darkness approaches steadily

'Tis much like a child afraid of the night

that I need you to be my light

and illuminate this road that twists and winds

as I travel with you, I'll be fine

when special moments of life are sown

then upon the winds scattered and blown

like billowing ships' sail on ocean blue

that need strong and steady winds, I need you

like a soft breeze messing my hair

I need and want you always there

just like a flower needs rain

I need your presence, simple and plain

to sail lifes' raging seas

with love unleashed in ecstasy

in ageless meadows sunshine filled

I need you till my life is stilled

like soul sustaining prayers in deaths' darkness

I need you there in my eternal rest



AWOL...(rewrite)

AWOL (rewrite)

Days when endless fuel fountains flowed

poured onto us and way of life bestowed

times of freedom earth-borne

cherished endless motion the norm

'Twas pleasure in happy land

joy splendid you understand

But now there's a subtle feel in air

hardly perceptable yet quietly there

as if wrapped in chilled rain

hidden under the surface of mild pain

Its' relentless presence felt

creeping greed disguised as personal wealth

assaults our Nation in times unguarded

policies changing our land unexpected

as boomers recall bounties of the sixties

residing now in foggy memories

Pontiac GTO's and Chevy Super Sports

burning rubber, waste out of sorts

freedom on Route 66 with no regrets

as winds wrapped around our magic carpets

summer scented breezes filling the air

travelling swiftly through life without fear

those fanciful days of long ago

were wasteful times with no vision of tomorrow

granted to a generation with no cares

fed by cheap fuel to spare

Did you think it would never end

the American Way Of Life....my friend



Longshadows

Longshadows

When the blaze of light on a sunny day

marks shadows of time quick to pass your way

lonely is the shade cast on emerald green
during summer delight of human beings

Life's musical joy is played till done

 cast on servant shadows of the sun

 while companions in slender chains detained

soak in mid-summers bright purpled rain

'Tis when the essence of passing time

enveloped in sylvan charm

releases the golden bindings seldom seen

that shadows grow across gurgling streams
 mark the magic of seasons adrift
and  then cast grayness that travels swift

to attenuate the tender light

in long shadows of Autumn sprite

Shadows grow ever long and unclear

and dark echoes vibrate in troubled air

to highlight shades of gray as hopes linger

helping reality fly swiftly in minds' fire

to urge a glimpse of the approaching fate

within the long shadows of our existing state

Daydream...

Daydream

Perceptions of what is and what could be

looking through closed eyes I clearly see

myself riding on warm air currents circling around

observing creatures below earthbound

prisoners in a world different than mine

lives spent limited by awareness of time

under warm sun floating I've freedom found

musing on human life tied to solid ground

within broken gleams of brightness homes appear

as I swoop over without fear

on winds across landscape I soar

in wide open spaces, no less no more

winging through the depths of daylight

delected till the approaching summer night

absorbing the tumults of a noisy world

that below me daily unfurl

as I seek the silent squirrel in hollow tree

the marmot scampering to den under me

I watch strange beings in mysterious shelters

some of them tending garden flowers

I am a lonely wanderer

between earth and cloud cover

my arms outstretched lifted ever high

I am the majestic eagle in the sky