Hazy Acres

This is number 50 on my way to 100

We have become 

Many things 

Since then

Since when 

Windows opened

Closed

Again

This days rain feels good

Skin

Although still flutters

Glitches of imagination I hope to ignore 

Let in

A certain sun you need to prosper 

Live one more time in a new way

Tried for the right way but it didn’t hold 

Fighting the wild side 

Wild they say 

Interesting how the physical plays 

The mind destroys it over time

Little voice playing 

Spine

Never more important to find

A way of any 

Some extra action one more time

I turned the lights off

Turned them on 

Again 

Fizzle your last thing which flung 

Flings over the hill where the moon we shared shined our desires

They want more of it 

But we can’t give in for another loss on the horizon

Or just simply live to live as your soul wishes of your time 

Wild horses and wolves and turtles seeing the divide

A show

A rhythm to hold 

When its over I hope they see silhouettes 

Dancing again 

Sticking to the backdrops 

Mixing 

Animal clouds hoping for feed 

Laying here

Words tiptoe 

Why have you stayed watching the shadows with me 

There’s a feeling to letting things move around ourselves

At night when the raccoons are working their stomachs 

Minds spin and continue continuations of a time before this one 

After 

Still to the moment that arises 

Be gone

Asking again for the spirit spells 

Swiftly let me go

Again