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Present Future

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Painting: Lee Matuga

I’ve got a feeling about the future,

It is more than just another sunrise,

Exactly how it happens I’m not too sure,

But not everything new is a surprise,

We can predict things and they will come true,

We can make mistakes, and nothing turns out,

Planning our goals is a good thing to do,

Achieving our dreams comes without a doubt,

In sleep we walk as far as waking,

In waking we walk till we fall asleep,

In dreams there must be chance-taking,

In life we must take risks for what we keep,

In all our futures, safety comes in waves,

Calm or stormy shores, faith’s what often saves,

 

I’ve got a feeling about the future,

It is more than just another sunrise,

I want to be with you always, for sure,

I do, but that should come as no surprise,

I can predict things that sometimes come true,

Mostly because they are easy to see,

Being ready keeps me steady and you,

Make it no problem to see what I need,

In sleep time unravels till our waking,

In waking I love you until we sleep,

In dreams there may be no real news breaking,

But life is intertwined with thoughts we keep,

Our future and life comes to me in waves,

This love, like the tides – shore forever craves

 

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Enhancing Moods

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I did not get entirely involved in the Rock and Roll mission, but I love the music a tonne. Blues music, metal has helped me too.

Phones and bones and cheap colognes,

Cars and bars and starlight,

Tones, the jones and sweet unknowns,

Mars is ours, no bar-fight,

In life we sometimes may take a big chance,

Goes well for as long as I’m in a trance,

Energy to enhance ways we stay real,

In all of life, romance and passion to feel,

Signs, fine lines and love that shines,

Tints, eye-glints and flirting,

Spines, soft pines and truth combines,

Mints and hints and sure things,

In life sometimes I have just jumped too soon,

Put it all on the line – over the moon,

Fallen through clouds when I’ve been played the fool,

Left in the desert, my shadow is cool,

Looking for miles, barren landscape is there,

Unlimited time forever we share,

But just sometimes, I’d been caught in a snare,

When courage failed, my connections were rare,

Too soon, too late, over-anticipate,

But in time I think it’s all worked out fair,

Rays, good days and love that stays,

Sand, and tans worth planning,

Praise, eyes glazed and truthful ways,

Glance and stance still standing,

Courage carries and connections that care,

All of our lives we have found they are there,

And in good times, we are surly aware,

To celebrate the moments that we share,

So quick, so slow, see how far it can go,

The truth’s absolutely all I can bare,

Truth and couth and photo booths,

Friends and trends and dancing,

Moves and grooves and love that soothes,

Ends and bends advancing,

Shows and pros and night that glows,

Moods and broods are steady,

Crows and lows, the way it goes,

Blues and news, I’m ready

Love of Life

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Life takes many forms.  Love of these forms is natural.

Love of Life

You know I love the water, love the water, in the waterfall,

You know I love the river, love the lake, love the pitcher of cool water

You know I love the water, the pure water, and we drink it up,

You know I love the water, the salt water, down at the seaside,

Rising up, Raining down, dipping into the cool blue oasis

Diving in, drinking down, sipping from the stream that is flowing,

Water is life,

You know I love the children, love the children, more than anything else, yah,

You know I love the kids, love the new world, love and nurture our new hope- yah,

God I love the woman, oh that woman, – more than anything else,

God I love the woman, so much more than anything else oh yah

Just Now

Just now:
Insanity?  Where do we run?
Sanctuary when will it come?
Time flies  when you are having fun!
Days drag when you don’t feel as one,
Need that piece of us to get by,
Meaning and thought that keeps us high,
Above fear, anger and toil,
We need spirit that is loyal,
Any moment that we can share,
When our calm mind can be aware,
Of ourselves, our freedom and love,
To find peace, when push comes to shove,
Work hard, play hard, and relax too,
We need to see a good way through.

Bridges

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Oh well, what the hell can you do?

We had to burn a bridge or two,

Wake up ancient changeling,
Come see what the day brings,
Your mood will appear strong,
Can we hear your sweet song?
Generations of love,
With such strength from above,

Are we on the right side,

What does the future hide?
Spiritless culture frowns,
Bringing the faithful down,

Had to leave them behind,

Our efforts are still kind,
Patiently we will wait,
And hope it’s not too late

Hunger for change, driving…. rebirth, flourishing brilliance, or at least a vision

I have not left my senses.  This picture is actually the closet thing I could find to the poem (taken this morning)!.  I do wish I had a picture of marigolds.  So at least this reflects the mysterious world of mountains and climate that live in parallel to our existence, sometimes determining our days.

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I’m hoping and I’m confident for the

Future, hanging by a thread and still safe

My dream was on hold and subconsciously…

I left it like marigolds to be saved

For the spring, to dry in a newspaper,

Headlines reading: Drastic change is needed

And a waft of earth mixed in with perfume

Seeds in time need space – In some sense starving,

For rebirth, like a continental drift

Driving plates of earth into new mountains,

Necessity for action altering

The landscape, dangerously alone with

Unavoidably complicated results,

It is not that I’m crazy or even,

Secretly in love – it is that my world

Would flip with some unknown consequences,

Yes, for moments satisfying – Even

After a long while and at once broken

Off, pieces of another life hang like

Uncertain segments of sidewalk dripping,

Off the edge of an earthquake, Could it be

Consumed – an edible shoelace of cheese

On the pizza of life, real sustenance,

Or would it be wasted, and shrivel up,

Prepared to spend time covered in food wrap,

Forgotten in the far back of the fridge,

To spend its eternity alone once

Again, without the earth and teaming road,

That once made it whole? And delivered with

Maturity, its value could really

Be reclaimed, new roads paved, an emptiness

Filled, satiety of scenario

And the landscape once again level, Night

To follow, but awakening to a

Content system: Business- thoroughfare

At once resuming – It is a vision,

Or is it just simply the winds of change,

Enveloping a tired world, swiftly

To be swept right up, forcing the divine

Action of a society – Invoke:

Swarming feats of brilliant engineering,

And eventual, and still quick triumphs

For the ones previously thought to be

Left behind?  Now: Does she inspire me?

Truly and without isolation – One

Possibility with the infinite

Similarities to every other

Love, real and imprinted in time, surreal,

Once drawn into my creative current,

Unusually focussed, yet correct

And productive state of mind, for which I

Would change a world in hopes that I could find

The best way possible to carry on

And still perpetuate our existence,

Orange flowers blooming with centuries of

Genetic change curing previous flaws

In the stems of our garden, a hybrid

Strain, and pick up where we left off today

 

Strong supports

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Pleasure-filled moments of triumph living,

In my memories and in my new days,

Nothing is missing in these scattered times,

I have been without pain and now faith stays,

Now I have forgotten the suffering,

Even in dreams I am free to wander,

Love in the landscape that speeds below me,

As I lay down: no worries to ponder,

Then it happened, chance delivers a blow,

Falling through clouds, smashing down far below,

There was no warning sign as faith just died,

An empty void where my body had lied,

Pulled pieces together with help from friends,

Rebuilt the structures supporting my way,

Impulsive moves could disturb plans again,

A guide with compassion and it would stay,

Strength of the body, beauty in the mind,

Reason to believe in peace that I find

 

Strength comes from within, but friends and a compassionate guide can help restore faith.  Optimism also helps build peace.