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
Awake....
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