Overthought

The thoughts in my head 
Pile up high
A tottering tower 
Into the sky
Pages and covers
And words in between
But some are just pictures
And some are just dreams
An acrobat swings 
From a black silky rope
An astronomer watches
Through a steel telescope
And a waterfall springs 
Where the lemon grass grows
Around the stone boy who sits
As moss covers his nose
A wolf's howl rings 
Through the cold mountain air
And curl tailed leopard 
Live without a care
A scholar adjusts 
His glasses to peer
At a book that is lit 
By moonlight smudges and smears
What of it live 
Our life at the full
When the the future is fast
As a rage charging bull
I'll take my time
To turn into a thousand lives
Of wonder I never could live.

Acceptance

A strike, a dash,
A mark of coal
Joins the scatters
On my soul

Marked by love
And marked by pain
A place where
no one has a name

Time rewinds
And hearts forgive
A world unlike
Anywhere you've been

Wings and feathers
Tails of gold
Across and ever shifting sea
Will my sails unfold

You shalln't find
This hidden land
By falsified access
Or human hand

No, one way only
Is there to reach
This sacred ground
This secret keep

You must travel far
And travel wide
Til the sunset's
By your side

Collect the tears
of ocean then
Hurry, scurry
round the bend

Finest silver
From the sky
Ask it from
The fireflies

Earn the gold
From sandy dunes
Before you cross
The pond of loons

When you reach
The other shore
Take out the things
You got heretofore

Present them to
The shining light
Let them hear
Your initial plight

Perhaps they'll turn
If your wish is pure
Give you wings
And let you learn

But if your words
are tainted red
There's a chance
You'll lose your head

The Careful Choice of Fitting In.

Perhaps you feel that you don't fit
That the gears do not align
Maybe you will shrug it off
Pretending that you're fine

Or will you rise, a puff of ocean air
But if the sea does not agree
If it reaches, lashes, tears your sail
Will you crumble to your knees?

Or will you build a palace, blaze of brass
Screws and canvas, steel and cogs
But if you fly into a storm 
Will you stumble through the fog?

Or will you glow, the warmth of flickered flame
Encased in glass and copper cage?
But if the rain forces you home,
Will you start to waste away?

Or will you write, a flowing pen of knowledge
Faded papers that the old gods failed to lose
And when the golden clouds part and angels ask
Whatever will you choose?

Lone Coyote.

Coyote, lone coyote,
You weren't always like this.
There was a time before
when you knew how to love.

When you ran and jumped
You played in the desert sun
And leaped past rattlesnakes
And wove through cacti.

You pranced along the rocky ridges
Of blue-gray mountains 
Watching the hawks 
Fly past your perch

In the grassy fields 
Of pastel green
And smooth yellow
You sprinted

You blended into
The warmth of 
Rust-colored and mist-tinted coats
And threw your muzzle into the sky to sing to the moon

But since the sun-caked desert 
has turned into 
the dust-filled pavement
Made of concrete

And since the spine of the mountains
Is broken and bruised
with tunnels and mines
Created by "brilliant masterminds"

The wonderful fields 
Have been tamed
and trampled by
merciless dark hooves

And the warmth of 
familiar fur
has faded to a chill 
known only by those who have loved and lost

And they ask you why 
you snarl and snap
at any who dare come close
they call you a monster 

but they are the ones 
who left your heart
broken and shattered
you cannot help but if the sharp edges 

Will
Leave
Some
Scars