Hazy Acres

This grows in places 

As it shall

And can be what the land makes of it 

We stir in the abyss 

Swirling with ways to say

Ways to know and define 

Much of which isn’t what we assume 

Or believe 

Or remind ourselves

Which was defined before now 

And given a birth from the invisible charters 

Looking for more 

Fearing an end 

All a silent piece watching for clues 

To believe in possibility 

Not having to understand 

What an impossible place to accept 

And yet its there all the same  

Calm sea within its million storms 

A family alone in the sun 

The island built of wind and sand

We are all belonging to something 

In our hearts

How we say 

Celebrate 

Try as you are

Without the need to pretend 

Otherwise 

In the strength of what complicates and will be difficult 

You invited yourself to explore 

Knowing you’ll make it as one 

No matter how the world spins

Us 

So you spin 

And choose where it can choose 

Becoming a moon

Letting it dissolve in your home remedy 

A ritual in the fading lights

Held and bonded 

Like pretty cement that glows 

With cracks and weeds and words

Written in chalk 

Stained with blood and sweat 

Oil from the great works of our life 

All this stirs everywhere in the loudest of sounds

Shrunk down to the minimal 

Basics of a boy girl 

Girl boy

Swimming in their bubble 

Deservingly so 

Bands playing a rehearsed song

Old hits stop playing 

While the makers improvise 

And draw their own impressions 

Wild sky 

Wild eye 

Wild igloo made of rain

They are the mad science 

Drawn like a funny heart 

Broken down but not defeated

Not just yet