boat ride ….
when you create art,
a trail of bread crumbs becomes left behind
this may someday help someone who is lost,
find their way home across the bay
was the common sense individual,
mostly because so many
over complicated a simple way of life
some even brought torture,
libel, slander, betrayal and murder
to the table ….
these are not the most ideal guests
to have over for dinner.
make no doubt about it,
the lady is in control
she determines when the time is right,
weather it be day or night
mother nature is a god,
she will spread sunshine
or piss like sour ass wine,
both with a wink and a nod ….
there are scratchings on this screen
that no fingernail polish remover
could ever wipe completely clean
some sweeter than sugarcane
sprinkled upon potato pancakes
freshly melted with butter, somewhat insane
others a bit more raunchier and raw
which any springtime sprung on Earth
however warm hearted would coldly dare thaw
then there is this fucking leaf that refused to fall
no matter how much winter barked in its face
with all forgotten ignorance yet ever so timely gall
just what exactly is the leaf trying to say
as it bends in breezes of low blows and
continues to dance along a sway ….
or is it just listening ?
pair of shoes
finding socks that fit
oh so right
rock and roll
with pure delight