I Voted

This is the first time in a long time that I did not vote early. I walked right in, was processed, and voted. It was good because standing in line would have been difficult.

If you have not yet voted, please do it. There is still time. I was hesitant this time around, but I had a few champs telling me I must.

It was 46 degrees out there. Not the best temp for a lightweight jacket.

Love is what I see
When confronted with your face,
A particular grace.

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I thought I owned
Myself in this quiet time
I find my heart has
Another idea in mind;
You have taken me, no crime.

Interspace

The heart becomes a wilderness,
The trees are bare, left bereft
As Winter falls cold and colder
I, no longer bold, grow older,
Your footsteps make no sound, echo,
On the leaf-strewn path, receding.
I wonder at myself left bleeding,
Trying more to bide believing,
But cannot know if your anger –
Was an outburst or soulful season,
Shall we again together have reason
To celebrate the who we are
Or risk space come between us afar.

Insight

We go here and there
Doing this and that fine thing
But getting nowhere.

To Tell The Tale

You may be able
To live within the fable,
But a fantasy
Can leave you cold in the night
When love moves out of sight.
Empty icy sheets
May feel like a shroud, a cheat,
Taking forever
Away on a wind clever
Enough to sing you goodbye.
Fickle fate has eyes
Seeing through this thin disguise
Telling me, “Be wise,
Some waiting is worth the times,
To claim the gorgeous vision
Just beyond the curtained eyes.”
You are a hard one
To guide around barriers
But will merrier
Be for time expended on
Becoming love’s forever home.
So until you share
A pleasant trace, who you are,
I will stay right here,
As my heartache keeps singing.

The Music Found Me Words

“Creatives are fit and strong,”
I read somewhere in time.
I tried to test the statement out,
But I am uncertain I know
Or understand its meaning.
There are days I can
Hardly place my feet upon
The floor without crying out,
Days I search my mind for words
Finding nothing I can score.
So I rummage round, find myself
A smile, try it on for a little while,
Often, I fall into a bout of tears
Because of missing others
Who once blessed my years.
Days trot on and hours pass
Galloping by, I must eat the pain
Going dancing forward to a tune,
Hold on, keep moving, do not
Walk away from what tests you.
This is only a temporary trial
God assures it will surely pass
I can hold on by His grace
Another moment, soon enough
He brings me through it.
All endured fades into the past,
Tomorrow holds brilliant dreams
Scintillating possibilities abound
With the triumphant rising of the sun
A chance to influence eternity.