Writers On the Edge...

Writers on the edge...


light in visible light never give up on the fight

break through the silence in a pause of a whisper

a heart over flowing through the notion of fate

step aside from your worries and don't be in a hurry

put some soft music on and light a candle

breathe deep into your very soul let the vibration permeate your mind

shadows may block your clear vision yet you are on a mission

look to the sea vibrations are meant to be

the surf going out and coming back in

hold your breath and count to the number ten

there's things that you can do to loosen the mood

let your heart beat toward love out from a higher extreme

we are living in a land so very mean

what is your favorite flavor of ice cream

bask in the vast expanse between space and time

let your face shine within tender moments like these


loosen any inability to let go & smile

it start with one foot at a time

step by step inch by inch you will reach your proper place

call it lavender grace 

take a long walk in the woods through a variation in a dream

travel the pathway that is suitable for you

gaze into the sky & be happy

alone again in your thoughts

yet at this time you have a reason for being

start achieving & stop the nose bleeding


Writers on the edge...


Today I looked at the lost coast degree

shattered trees amidst the leaves

wooden drops of water & heat

Mother Sun in the colective soul


through the great grip of a pace

shuttered through cursive measure

long ago & far away



The late languish to the syrup sod

writers on the edge

be sure a collective ledge

below my safety pillow


venture to a mile down probe

beneath the shades of grass

no one by on any free pass

through even a yankee pride


thank the Lord I'm still alive

what on earth are we to face as we encounter to strive