Carry me brother hawk
away from all I know
so I may move and breathe
and take my daily rest
my bodies worn, my mind is tired
my spirit runs on thought
it seems my dreams are out of reach

Talk to me sister owl
tell me it's alright
to sit still and find myself
to let myself be lost
knowing that you're here with me
my longing heart still echoes

Patches

Patches in the sky blood stained by the sun
As duskiness falls over dillion park
Children playing, walkers holding their own pace
Base ballers play catch on either side of me
Oh, how I miss those days being invited to come out

Patches in the sky slowly traverse overhead
As it gets duskier by the minute and temperatures drop below fifties
Children chase after puppy dogs as the patches once blood stained now darker

Dreams, precarious in the night
Flashbacks of never a time
And the memory breaths,
A touch to liquefy bone
As fear takes residence within the mind
Pleasantry is frightened by the night
The darkness penetrates the iris
Blinding only the eyes
While the mind dissipates from reason
The wakening within the dream
Mutes even the blistering silence
What the mind depicts
Causes the stomach to writhe
The tightening tendrils force the eyes to open
And morning echoes the sin
~
By: Darren J McMurray

Scared ,lost, alone
like when nobodys home.
I need someone to hold my head high.
The feeling everything will be alright.
No one can change this
only me.
Stop feeling sorry and just start
writing a new story to change my life,live
the way i want.
Try not to impress
settle for nothing less.
you want to help ?
just be there. so ill never fear
being alone.

part clod hop post paseo down lamar
brow knitted down, head tilted
in a swayed gait broad and hard;
mean muggin' it back to the loe motel mile
side steppedby the hardknocked,
the hard ups and crackophiles;
my bruised knuckles being as big badges bueno
plus this plussed demeanor
el resulto mi empleo;
wafts from roach coach breaks this put on fury
which reminds new worries
about this tummy begging 'hurry!';
ambling the quiet lot, card the door an d nudge it in,

Enlighten me to understand

Let the light of truth
Illuminate the serpentine road
That I traverse in my life
So I may see the obstacles
Littering my negative thoughts

Proclaim a place
Where the freedom of thought
Cannot be incarcerated
With controlled domestications
By those who fear positive growth

Let me be the hammer
Pounding on the inequities
Created by dreams
Seen in a mirror
Covered with smoke

i've got transfixed hallows
up my sleeve,
and a white rabbit in my top hat
and a flabbergasting opulent cape
with this, the secret i drape
before revealing the splendor
of magical light and color

shuffling cards arrange into a tower
the queen of hearts and the king of Flower
the Ace has grace
and the Jack craves power
ace to base
the rest know their place

so now that i have your attention,
ladies and gentlemen,

the flag flutters
red white and blue
those earthly colours that our god fearing nation grew

from opressions of a Kingly tax
we rushed to aid those weak
under attack

The eagle is our totem sign
feirce strong who gives his time
in aiding with his warrior might
opressed and blinded a true sight

A leading nation helping still
our multied people with good will
our leader with a back bones strong
our bill of rights that will last long

On this clear spring afternoon
from my deck off toward the east
I spy a Carolina moon
as pale as sourdough bread yeast

The sky is shared by setting sun
although the sun is in the west
moonrise to east has just begun
as white as any virgin's breast

That moon above a flower bed
just before it's time to sup
leads me to yell at neighbor,"Fred!
Be kind and pull your short pants up!"

*don't blame Me, Barb inspired me with Her moon poem lol

Words spoken to mean nothing
Such a waste of breath

Deep down I know there's something
I can recognize on this earth

Something...
Like you
...being a speck of blue
In my never-ending sky of gray

Yet I can't help but think...

Of the unknown face of the moon

Of the tongue like an angry wave
How easily lies can roll off it.

What is it then, to feel safe?
When they fester so in my head?

So when there is something I can recognize
...
Then...

You can wake me up