Renewal 21

round and round

torrents racing

up and down

interlacing

spinning sideways

vortex bound

crushing thoughts

suppressing sound

safe and steady

schemes unfold

flat and smooth

linearly bold

taking off

upon cool air

making plans

we might dare

switching over

from each state

brings us closer

to our fate

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Come light my fire

Fire!

Fire!

My head screams and screams

Nothing happens

No rescue team is coming to my aid

Thinking quickly    

Fire! Fire!

My head screams again

Still no one comes

Something is wrong inside my head?

Storming through the processes

My actions no one notices

That to be there

And demand a presence

One has to test the very essence

Of moving lip in line with thought

Not something that was taught

But listening now,

I hear new words

Fire! Fire!    I say aloud

Teams arrive around my cloud

I’m making friends unconsciously

Attracting me expansively

Splashing my head of fire

They can now hear and admire

New words emitting out of me

Words that come are all for free

Repeating each assiduously

Rendering each awesomely

Feeling feedback flowing forth

Gaining golden gifts graciously

Some fly around and drift up high

Some drop like stones that wish to die

But in my ears I now hear sound

This fiery stimuli I have found

To be coordinated

Not just simulated

Fire! Fire!    I say aloud

Giving expression to a muse

Not really meant to confuse

But given out as how I feel

My previous life was so unreal  

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white out

his wild work attacks

as the north wind’s masonry

mounts stone by stone

over the hidden thorn

at the garden’s end

all friends are shut out

as snow covers all

making us again isolated

from the day’s toils

a time for reflection

a time to clear one’s mind

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The Now

Living from a past to whatever comes
the definite to may be, or to may not
The scene changing with the time
it’s eddies and flows
taking us to new feelings
an expression, a stance, a dependency
all that change, all anticipating the way ahead
Being now is all that we feel
Being real is all that is now

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