Windswept
Bereft
She left
He wept

Walking
Hearing
Talking
Peering

Overcome
Undone
Welcome
Another one

Lingering ghosts
In the way
Count the most
If allowed to stay

not so inspired
to change the world today
just want to coast
but my rabble-rousing ways
are too close to the surface
to be quelled
so do I pick a battle
or take what’s in front of me first

garnering reactions are not enough
something about the foolishness
of the big talkers I encounter
just doesn’t sit right
so I have to move
take on the offenders
one at a time or en masse
however it comes

Sun streaming
harsh hard lines
every scar highlighted
no hiding
prying eyes
feeling was not enough
they have to see
echoes of wounds
thought to be healed
but ever present

Soul screaming
clear as dawn
each word returning
no apologies
regrets
waking is hard enough
you have to move
no one can tell you
which way to turn
so follow your own beat