some days

SOME DAYS
 
Some days
there is sun shine
and warm breezes.
Leaves whisper
and butterflies dance
to bird song.
 
Some days
it rains.
Winds howl
and leaves gnash
against branch.
There is no dance
no song,
only tormented rivers
and rains.
 
Some days
it does both.
 
mebw
© 3/6/16
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QUESTIONS

QUESTIONS

What is the price of Peace?
Does one sell one’s soul
to find gentle release?
Does one dig a whole,
see the violence increase?
What is the price of peace?

What does approval cost?
Will pride be needed,
so it can be tossed?
Will pain be seeded
and then never be lost?
What does approval cost?

Can Love ever be found?
I’ve heard rumors, true,
from those whose mind is sound.
But there are those who
say it’s never around.
Can Love ever be found?

What’s the value of Life?
If peace has a price
in the middle of strife,
And Love is a vice
to approve after life,
what is the value of Life?

mebw
© 1/28/16

UNFINISHED CORRIDOR

UNFINISHED CORRIDOR

metals gleaming
open walls
cables hanging
work at a stall

incomplete roof
incomplete rooms
a skeleton frame
makes for rooms with a view

unfinished corridor
what was I thinking
what’s left of my mind
when my thoughts are sinking?

incomplete thoughts
incomplete dreams
just a skeleton frame
my life is not what it seems

mebw
1/23/1620160123_115802

IN MEMORIAM

IN MEMORIAM .. Mike Brock, 1-11-16, RIP
 
There is a circle
a brotherhood
of rhythm
and
of energy
 
of Power
and of Song.
 
At the center,
the heart,
rhythm
of the Mother
and her Soul
 
Her Spirit
become Song.
 
Drum Circle
calls the best
to feel the Heart
to chant the Soul
to send ripples
of Love
and Honor.
 
Drum Circle
invites us all
to walk with Spirit
in our Heart.
 
There is a Circle
a place of Holy Prayer
of Vision
and
of Dream
 
of Presence
and of Love.
 
We will all
one day
meet again,
at the Circle.
 
mebw
1/12/16