cranes

 

time for bed

time for bed,

though millions of thoughts remain in my head,

a journey through a restless mind,

the journey truly one of a kind.

 

a masterpiecee

paint splashed on the canvas,

the need to express overwhelms,

visions collide,

the mind steps away,

happy and satisfied.

 

a thought about our world today

the world crazy,

time never a friend,

get yourself right,

because any moment, 

 the whole thing could end.

Memorial

remembering loved ones . . . . .

 

mountain top

 

faces seen in the mountain top,

five or six,

soldiers, natives,

even presidents,

sleeping in the granite,

and limestone.

 

 

Souls

in this time of war,

souls continuously leaving their bodies behind,

some on to the afterlife,

while others sit awaiting judgement,

as to where they are to go.