I fell inside the outside.
In my mind, I lose track
of time. I have been
inside the outside. I ride
outside to find a life
lived from the inside out.
Maybe, I can find myself
in a place without a face.
From inside to outside,
true feelings will arise.
From low to high, I fly
inside the outside of life
to get a better sight.
See life from this side
before good times hide.
New Waves have been made.
Ripples and wakes take shape.
Water flows freely, beneath
me. The sea washes away
pain. Water tames flames
burning wild. New Waves
go with the flow. Old waves
really don’t. The calm sea
breathes like you and me.
New Waves will set us free.
Love and life flows inside
the New Waves that I ride.
There are rules of the road.
Don’t ask me why there are.
I drive it just like you.
We drive similar cars.
We’ve hit many potholes;
We’ve driven in the snow.
We’ve felt this open road.
The same road we all know.
Bumpy, windy, rough, and long,
this road has proved us wrong.
No matter how bad it gets,
we must follow the rules.
We chase the sun as it cools.
We must never break these rules
with our own destructive tools.
Enjoy my latest chapbook: Drives to Dreamtown
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Ocean waves behave irresponsibly, splashing away, Not being afraid of the damage its causing. Big and blue, the waves have lots to say And what’ll you hear might be appalling Not afraid, I confront the superior waves And ask the questions that come to mind: What will happen in the coming days? “Depends on your attitude” The waves replied. Back and forth, waves rolled in and rolled out, Bringing lost items to the people on shore. By the time it was over, I released all doubt And appreciated the waves that much more. I now wait for the waves to come back But all I can see is undisturbed water. Waiting all day until the night turns black To wait more time as days grow harder. “Where did the waves go?” I ask myself As I sit alone on this empty beach. “I have more questions...I need help” I search for answers out of my reach. After days alone, the waves reappear And I listen to the waves as they meet my feet. I slowly walk in the waters I feared As I wave goodbye to the problems I beat.
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