We All Have Dreams

BROAD
AS A BEACH
ROOMY
AS A MIND
CENTRIFUGALLY
LOVING
ONLY TO FIND
THAT PURE HOPE
CAN DIE
WITHOUT ACTION
TO FOLLOW
THE DREAM
CANNOT FLY
WHEN THE DREAM
IS HOLLOW
HOLD UP
TO THE FLAME
OL’ FORTUNATE TIME
BURN ALL
BUT THE NOW
AND CONTINUE TO CLIMB
FOR THE JOURNEY
IS WHERE
YOU REACH
THE DREAM
IT IS NOT
WHAT YOU THINK
IT IS NOT
WHAT IT SEEMS
LIVE TO CAPACITY
YES
DOWN TO THE TOP
HOLD OPEN
YOUR HEART
AND DON’T
EVER STOP
YOU GOTTA
LET LOVE FLOW IN
AND GIVE IT ALL BACK
YES THIS IS THE DREAM
TOO MANY OF US LACK
BROAD
ROOMY, YES!
ALL INCLUSIVE
YET THE DREAM
SEEMS TO BE
FOREVER ELUSIVE
DO YOU HAVE A DREAM?
YES, LOVE IT
CHASE IT
YES, I HAVE A DREAM
AND KNOW
THAT I’LL MAKE IT———–>

LOVE

© 2009

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My Only Weapon Is My Pen - The written words of one enigmatic lunatic known as DakaSky

She is the Flow

She could explain beauty to a flower
She is that amazing

But, dare she
appreciate
the many twists and turns
on the limbs of this tree?

With her I take my comfort
knowing that
when I stop
and talk to the ants

that she might stop
and talk to them with me

Understanding
the true and precious nature of ants

and that they are wonderful communicators
not to mention
good friends to have

Her acceptance of me
disarming

Getting to know her
a joyful gift

Unexpected
like the word
“Sugarbuns”

I take delight in my own handwriting
knowing I write for her

because she is
the Flow

And once you know
the Flow…

that’s all
there ever really is

to know

© 2009

My Only Weapon Is My Pen - The written words of one enigmatic lunatic known as DakaSky

As a poet, musician and artist… this one has special meaning for me.

Love’s Labour Lost

My muse speaks
So I must obey her

She mentions things 2 me
and they come

She whispers
and I am moved
beyond her words

She smiles and I weep
in her beauty

I give myself 2 her

and she delivers me
2 creativity

like a mother
delivers a baby

© 2009

photo credit to Artwerk

My Only Weapon Is My Pen - The written words of one enigmatic lunatic known as DakaSky