With every breath I breathe there are times when I can see and feel what life has dealt to me, and I find myself looking for a singular touch of heavenly grace and maybe a taste of a divine rush. As I get asked from all around me; who’s side am I on and w...
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Shotgun011
Over 90 days ago
United States
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I seem to have done it again and found myself back here where I have been so many times before and I know that there is no one else to blame for those actions I have done. And seem to have lost my way down the line again, and with every breath I take it s...
North Moor
To those I would stop a bullet for and to the members of that Mangy Motely CrewSitting here afraid to lose control and I am being called out on many fronts it seems, and seems I have wasted both breath and time, all while it feels as if I am thinking myself to death. Having been born without the current fear felt, and the only thoug...
All of this time when I look back there were too many voices and too many lies that were heard and told, and I was chasing a lifetime that would eventually steal my soul as I was losing all control. We all have fears and demons to deal with and the only t...
There may be an only moment, but there’s very few folks in focus; not the first, not the last, and certainly not the least. As I remembered what the Madman once asked me: “Son, tell me as a friend, what’s in a name?” One night in one of those many bars an...
Looking around and seeing all the damage that has been done, and it seems as if there is no end in sight and I am looking for a miracle. I might have done wrong and just want be there when the dark morning light explodes across the skies and see you if I...
Cold Legion(s)
(Fire In The Hole Selection 3)Woke up this morning with a blue moon in my eyes and felt as if I had been taken down, deep down, with nothing being the same since the blues descended and walked right on through and shook all up beyond belief. Now I am finding myself standing at a cross...
Sitting here late at night and half asleep I seem to hear a voice calling me, as I listen and wonder if it is only in my mind or is it coming from someone I failed in some way or merely left behind? To sort it all out, I let all of the good and bad guys I...
Once again I find myself standing here leaning against a wall listening to the day’s sounds in the dawn’s dark light, as the sounds of chords being heard and then fading away as I vaguely remember how things looked when the day started. Noticing that all...
Reminded of A Series of Dreams
This one was started in 2011, and was really published in an anthologyStanding here on a wooded ridge feeling the fine drizzling rain in my face here in the North Country Fair, and feeling as if I had wiped the dust from my hands and the sleep from my eyes and being aware of changes taking place. As I find myself standing h...
Carbon Leaf
This was another that has been actually published in an anthologyOnce again I find myself making my way down the line and this time I haven’t heard that old Highway 61 call, and knowing exactly where I have been and now have had most of my yesterdays tagged and filed away as I watch all roll by. And that Girl from The...
Blue Pointe
Part two to one I wrote called Footprints In The SnowAs I stand here upon this ridge overlooking the bay through the trees, and seeing the ruins of that grey tower standing there alone across from me. Knowing this to be the place where we heard the clanking of those iron harness bells, when we both left foo...
The Riddle
This one was actually published in an anthologyMaking my way down this trail that follows the shoreline as I feel the rain on my face and catch a scent of snow in the air, and I seem to hear the ghostly strains of a violin and cello being played in a slow haunting style that has my mind drift back. To...
Walking on the beach with you one winter afternoon near an old hotel that has been closed for years, which we have both heard that will be torn down one day soon as we feel the cold wind coming in from the dunes, and asking that you stay with me, and thes...
Finding myself out here again on that old Highway 61once again, and hearing the old cries and commands in my head as I make my way where it leads, as the old cadence song of: ”Leforight, 2,3,4, sound off; 1,2, sound off; 3, 4, cadence count; 1,2,…3, 4!" a...