
Claiming Space

Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times

Be the one to change,
To make the Earth a good place,
To make this a home
May 27, 2017
We let go
and pick up
where we left off,
before we found reasons
to separate
We find family
in memorial days
We reminisce
We share
We find reasons to be
together
All as we parade
our family
for all to see
We have once again
Become “we”.
May 2o17
In breaths
of this air
are gusts of memories
Of Mine
Of others
And nostalgia
of grands and greats
and “good ole…”
Feeling of family
Of serenity
Of fitting
Of being
home
May 2, 2017
Fresh air
Is calling me
Begging me back
Reminding me
of fields of green
And gold
Of memories
Stored in a child’s mind
Fresh air
Regardless of whatever
Existant impurities there are
Fresh air as I knew it
Is calling me
Fresh air
In a song heard low in the breeze
To family
To familiar plains
And trees
And valleys
Fresh applachian air
Is calling me
Home