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These Thoughts are Goldfish…
Daydreams flow under a bridge where consciousness seems to travel
as a mind tends to unwind, patience wants to unravel
Not giving much thought or bother
by far these scars were placed here as martyrs
Reminder of the physical being washed away in mental cavities
Wisdom, knowledge, along with all kinds of dogma and religious blasphemies.
These thoughts are goldfish, they don’t hang around too long.
Why waste each and every moment, do they not mean anything
time is most precious when you seek to notice everything.
These thoughts are goldfish I let them be free as they must.
In my heart I see light, in my mind I know trust
And when they’re complete…new ones flow along as they should.
The Thoughts are Goldfish…let them swim to and fro
What’s harmony without GOOD knowledge of BAD…it’s all relative anyway
Sitting along banks, a host of reflections and ideas creeping in slowly
No manifestations to be defeated and no prisons can hold me….flow on
A passion for life, no desires to grieve, fires of inspiration burning away those traces of greed.
Health & strong mind and lifetimes of love & giving guaranteed.
A Stern Splice
Loose lips have often sunk ships
from the shores of my observatory
While some wait frantic manifesting their own frustration & worry
Well whats to come of small boats
Solitude and faith have always seemed to keep them afloat
Bearing away from the apparent while steering closer to greatness
Furled away with the rest of those burdens taking note
A captain of my own..what have these galleys steamed today
For fate is only a figment of a Catamaran that’s been cast away.
Bonded in Solace
…from my perspective
…from my perspective
…from my perspective
…from my perspective
Lost & Found: Father’s Day Returned
So many say the words to receive no answer.
A hurtful thought that can eat away at your very soul like a cancer.
That’s why I always promised myself if I ever got the chance to
Fulfill that role I would do it well.
I look my father in his eyes and say thank you
even though I may have gave him pure hell.
He stood there, through the fire storms, from the day that I was born,
and here he stands today
Yes, I may be the cause behind a few of those gray hairs
I thank him because he didn’t have to stay.
Times have truly changed, the role of women being so independent
sometimes the role of a father has to be defended.
No one is perfect but some do use that as an excuse for that same song.
Planting a seed into the cavities of fertility, the true fruit of life.
No one said you have to make her your wife, but be a father.
A true father, so much more than just a dad,
I look at society today and must confess that it is sad.
My daughter will always know her father
I tell the women out there who act as mother and father…stay strong
Times are hard but not as hard as they have been.
Valued who you are, and on behalf of them I’m sorry.
I’m sorry they he doesn’t get it.
I’m sorry that he “got it” then refused to accept his position,
And I’m wishing….. he valued your worth.
I wish he appreciated that birth that was given to him.
To be more than just a donor,
I wish he could accept being the owner…of a blessing.
A lesson of love and life
The number of men that don’t understand…too funny
Its more than just the money, It’s the value of time spent
It’s the feeling of reminiscing on the places you’ve went.
It’s the comfort of having someone there for you…. as an angel sent.
To those that do… I SALUTE YOU!
On Another Cloud Tonight…NOte 9
Setting all love aside, lets talk about life…tonight.
What if life wanted your side of the story?
Every since my youth that’s a question I’ve been asking myself for years,
My vision is so often blurred by the many tears
that so often occur I very seldom get to witness my own fears.
What if life decided to take some of the sweeter things
Not knowing if you took away the materialistic filth
life can bear some of the more sweeter things
if we could stop letting influence of debit cards money and the myriad of mental scars…ruin.
What if life decided not to look me in the eyes
Or just ride by as I stood on the cliff of life’s flatline
On no this ain’t your regularly scheduled program especially when you
Merged thru many fatalities while facilitating life’s wrongs from the sidelines
I just don’t want us to let the nonsense continue to run thru our veins
Not seeing the bigger picture or appreciating the little things.
Breath…..feel that….Life.
My Life is Truth
What if life wanted my side of the story in facts?
Intoxicating high as a newborn coming into this world at birth…
…question is
Will he return to the dirt knowing the purpose of this life’s worth?
What if life decided not to love any more…
I mean….god is there working silently,
If peace isn’t made, subconsciously asking will He still just EJECT me….
As the program of the masses continue we let the bed bugs of society and the ignorance
divide us…there will be no middle class only poor and rich
before mankind himself is next up on the endangered list.









