Westward Ho

The great vision filled them with need,
Extraordinary journey laying ever ahead.
Necessity in knowing unknown wonders.
So so many perish along the hard path,
Still they’re driven by westward vision,
Death but one of the heavy challenges.
Hot dry plains, mountain tu airless sky,
Snow wagon deep as do vision yet call,
Until there, yon valley spreading wide,
Out new homes an Earth born paradise,
Demands met, vision fulfilled, we rest,
For now our new great futures to build…

easy…

westwardho

Warrior Princess (Death Comes)

Death stocks but you know not,
Tired to very core still duty calls,
Action afar so fear has dimmed,
Wariness defeated by exhaustion,
Yet this is the faultiness of death,

For death watches, draws nearer,
With slow patience, eyes on you,
Ever alert, awaiting her chances,
Slow motion bringing ere closer,
Still you’re left nascent calm,

The crack din breaks desert sun,
You perceiving nothing but heat,
Silence surroundings is calmest,
First realization is last thought,
Far too late you know your end,

And complete she fades back,
For the hunt must begin again…

easy…
warrior princess

Left Behind

Agonizing pain,
This vast emptiness,
Forlorn host now lost,
How do I now to go on,
How do I dare to continue,
Only yesterday future bright,
The whole of tomorrows entice,
Yet today vision now dark and lost,
Where have you journeyed to alone,
Why for am I left here in pensive pain,
Reaching out I find you not,
Ever searching still you’re lost,
Calling and hearing only the silence,
Pleading but no answer to spring forth,
How now do I continue without my best part,
They say to make peace,
Tell me to let memories dim,
Assure me this pain too shall pass,
But I know well their misunderstanding,
They cannot will-not ever know the truth,
Me empty shell left here while she’s gone home,
Why to continue onward all alone?

Easy…

Beg

Late Fall

Shivers come as breezes blow brisk,
Birds dance thick chasing last meals,
My mind runs over in frustrated pain,
Worried visions of the coming white,
Summer long gone and winter is near,
Yet behold the new glory, colors at play,
Awaken to a wonder, beautiful new day,
Old path doth call me pull and enchant,
Magistry enticing to come out and dance,
I cannot refuse so I push at these wheels,

easy…

acrylic on rag
acrylic on rag

Lack of Choice

This a relentless storm of falseness,
I fear the trauma laid out before us,
Dread the dark future for ny children,
The few clamp down on the many,
Sharp cutting claws of privileged,
Will we really ever learn to stand,
Recover all what they’ve stolen, 
Existence all fearful bleak disgust,
Ever will we take back what lost,

easy…

choice

Stories from the Past

With fear and trepidation I slip in,
The screams of mystery wash ore,
Ghostly stories of times long past,

There is pain here, suffering, yearning,
Tension fills the very air, I need to know,
Carefully listening, I need hear their voice,

In opening myself, visions begin to flow,
Odd bits spread across the floor bring hints,
Dimmest of light glimmers, bringing focus import,
Understanding comes slow, brief glimmers revealed,

So lost, so hidden, yet meaning comes to mind,
And with meaning the hidden brings understanding,
So, relaxed, I sit back, take it all in, and begin to learn,
Only need patience, resisting judgment, and simply allow,

easy…

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