The fine print (& other nonsense)

We must be
aware enough
to not only see
the bigger picture
but recognize
distractions
that keep us
from reading
the fine print.

Music slices thru my brain
at supersonic speed,
booming & pulsating
like an amplified
heartbeat.

My brain
sculpts gray
matter into
ambiguos
thought
clouds
for me to
interpret
overhead —
blank billboards
advertising for 
free verse.

I’d rather be
mauled
at random
by a
rough idea
than wait
on pins
& needles
for fickle
perfection.

Grass stirs underfoot,
slender blades fencing
one another at the heart
of a storm, leaves raining
down as referees.

I write everyday
to keep my creative
juices flowing,
my mind’s eye
rolling,
my senses
mutating,
my world
revolving &
evolving.

A rock in the road
will not deter my
steps forward,
my soul lightens
the weight of the
world on these
shoulders.

In the midst
of our deep
desire to
be inspired,
we inspire
others.

In the silent
corners of
your mind
you will
find an
inner peace
lighter than
a spider
web but
just as
stoic.

Run
amok thru
the mud,
wrestle in
a tug-of-war
with earth–
let hidden
truths reveal
themselves
when down
& dirty.

Life is hit & miss,
a fool’s errand or
dumb luck,
an occasional
acorn or a
bumper crop,
all or nothing much.

Posterize
your mind’s
eye & broadcast
the local news
in your neck
of the woods,
be an open mic
for the wordless
wilderness.

Don’t give up the ghost,
only you know it exists–
an invisible friend who’s
as real as your shadow,
as transparent as
your dreams.

The bottom
of the barrel
isn’t so bad,
it’s deep
& dark,
an unknown
cavern
ready to
explore &
lose yourself
in wonder.

A fine line was crossed
when you were born,
starting at a crawl
in the human race,
now the pace has
picked up but you’re
nowhere near finished.