Posts Tagged ‘obstacle’



May 12, 2017

Time is in the driver seat

Never pulling over to rest.

Fear is singing comforting songs from childhood

About how everything will be alright.

Apathy is carving up Ambition’s body

Throwing the pieces out the window.

Despair follows in the distance

Sweeping Ambition’s remains off the Road.

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Changing Compass

August 23, 2010

It seems to me that

when one is lost

All directions

lead toward the Wrong Way

Burdened with aimlessness

An individual may find comfort

in their present location

Hanging the ‘Home sweet Home’ sign


When over the horizon one can see

A destination,

Do All directions then lead

To that goal



Ungreateful tied hands

June 19, 2009


How tranquil the painter upon the hill

Backdrop of Mountains overlooking ocean

Such gifts he is given

Standing in tall grass where tall trees once stood

I need to create but this canvass is not mine

These tools are forced on me by bigger people

The frame is cheap pine and weak joined

The canvass unevenly stretched with too little gesso

Two colors on a plastic pallet

One brush

What joy if there is no freedom

So I paint a cave within a Mountain cove

A place to hide

A place to hibernate

…and the painter is gone


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Odd Thought

January 28, 2009

Have you ever come down with a case of the giggles at the same time as your significant other is putting the Move on you. It sure explains why you never see baby clowns!



Staircase of Gauntlets

August 6, 2008

Set the expression

Raise the lance

Cross the line of burning fuses


The cost of Will

Dominated by none



April 29, 2008

With absolute power

Reality is altered

Fitting the desire


I am Undone

January 18, 2008

I am empty

My spirit is hibernating

I have stopped responding

No color

No black

No white

Obscured shades of grey

The Stone foundation cracks

Then turns to sand

The tower falters

I watch blankly

At the impending fall

I feel no remorse

I feel nothing


My flower has dried and fallen

Unfertilized seeds

Are taken by the wind

The stalk turns brown

Then to dust

My life ebbs back into the bulb


Still and lifeless

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Against Ourself

October 30, 2007