I tossed a poem
I tossed a poem
Into the air
And it landed
I know not where
It spoke of things
Yet to be
To get prepared
For Change to see
Was it caught
By winds of dread
Landing in ocean
Never to be read
Will it land on city streets
Carried on local news
Read by international reporters
And spoken of their views
Will this poem save us
Twirling in our head
Or too late it was written
Or too late it was read
Poem ... Endless
What is forever?
That endless note
Searching for meaning
And meaning is rote
That endless keyboard
Song without end
Circling the stars
No meaning to rend
This reality
That seems so long
A note in the forever
In this endless song
Poem ... Our Brilliance
It seems brilliant
This path we chose
Worshipping our inventions
As life starts to close
But we can fix it
The inventors scream
As ocean levels rise
Jerking awake from this dream
They are large in numbers
Those who play on
Denying the signs
Refusing to atone
But now our brilliance
Seems more like a scheme
To extract all we can
And dump for downstream
We stand on a mountain
Surveying all that we do
And look at our brilliance
As our numbers become few
Poem ...Sky Cloud Painter
I left a galaxy
Far far away
To be here on Earth
To brighten the day
To paint sky clouds
Moving through
White ones, dark ones
Some with varying hue
My presence isn't seen
Being too large to view
But I am sky cloud painter
Painting clouds for you
I could return
To the galaxy I knew
But so many clouds to paint
To fill in this blue
I know you will not sense me
My presence can't be known
So I will keep on painting sky clouds
Their beauty to be shown
Poem ... Reality Dream
Moving toward that time
When dim vision we see
And distant thunder
A prediction to be
When wishing for change
And pretending it so
Rubbing sleep from our eyes
Will reality show?
But will we awaken
Or continue this dream
Visions not understood
Disturbing they seem
If we could awaken
And see what to do
Life could continue
Extinctions could be few
But we will continue
Our consumption scheme
And life moves toward darkness
In this reality dream
Poem .... Dream thoughts
Is it a dream
Or perhaps a scheme
Chasing fears
Only to find tears
Pushing symbols
To the extreme
Places never been
People never seen
Who wrote the script
Of what makes no sense
It wasn't me
I make no pretense
But here I am
In a weird play
I try to awaken
But here I stay
Poem ... Think
We like to think
That we are unique
Going through the day
Doing things their way
But there are strings
Tied to our soul
Directing a path
Largely what's told
What should we say
What should we do
Turn on the tube
Do what they ensue
What out there suffers
It's life for our meal
Crowded into our enclosures
No freedom to feel
We move on erringly
Dancing to their strings
Following their examples
Buying their things
How do we find
that path to our soul?
To discover our reality
And move beyond what's told
Earth keeps on spinning
Stars continue to blink
Will we awaken
To a new world of Think?
Poem ... Extinction Dream
Is it a dream
Trying to escape
To remain a dream
Not to awake
The dream moves on
Not making sense
I try to awaken
To call it pretense
Cities flooding, forests burning
Please become awake
Tossing and turning
Does not reality make
But a dream this may not be
Reality is bizarre
Were we the cause of this?
Our reaching too far?
Oceans turning acid
Bleaching life away
And we keep on driving
Wishing it at bay
I know that I am sleeping
It surely can only seem
No way we caused this
Extinction is just a dream
