Memory & Thoughts
It’s right there but I can’t grab it,
it was so beautiful when I had it,
I’ve hung my head down because
like the clouds in the sky when I tried to gather it up to something
it dissipated into nothing
Boots of Victory
Worn tired boots
Troop through an outstretched winding road.
Strolling through razor sharp thorns.
Blowing tumbleweed smash into them.
The leather droops in exhaustion.
Lost luck luster long ago.
Discolored from the beaming desert sun.
A Place
The walls extend for what seems an eternity,
yet there’s a claustrophobic aura to this place.
Cold and dark
You hear wails and screams all around
Voices that you can’t identify
But they are here
Untitled (Astronaut)
Hope Without Work
Hope is a desire that leads nowhere without action.
Hope is wishing for something
that you didn’t put the work in to achieve,
so it didn’t happen.