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Alive

Alive

You are alive
Animated
A beehive
Exhilarated

Look at your face
You smile shines
Not a trace
Of worldly confines

Exciting
Titillating
Breathtaking
Electrifying

You captivate a room
So bubbly and fresh
A flower in bloom
Beaming outside your flesh

Everyone notices
They are drawn to your energy
Simply dazzling and amazes
Special mysterious alchemy

Your charm
Your power
Your presence
Your attractiveness

Everyone wants you
To steal your vigor
Because they are blue
Playing a fool and poor actor

You are spontaneous
So alive in your spirit
Your harmonious
With this grand merit

I want it too
Since I was fifteen
Constantly trying to renew
Feelings for a girl at fourteen

I have my chance
To suck her marrow
Maybe by happenstance
But I have climbed the plateau

And I am not coming down
To be a mere mortal
I am on here playground
And I too will be adorable

Who Is She

Who Is She

Happy
Gay
Enthusiastic
Optimistic

She is a lightening beam
Her own liturgy
I can only dream
So full.of energy

Why is she alone
No one has claimed her
She is not owned
By a mister or sir

Probably her choice
She is strong
With her own voice
She knows right from wrong

She wants a companion
Just like me
Who will not abandon
An attentive attendee

To life
To grief
To celebration
To sorrow

She wants comfort
So do I
She want to be unhurt
And not cry

She wants gaiety
She wants merriment
She wants playfulness
She wants levity

We all want this
We do much research
Along with a kiss
And we search and search

Giving up hope
This person will never be found
And I am no dope
To catch someone on the rebound

Please God give me a chance
To find love and contentment
Along with romance
And adornment”

Shift

Shift

Left to right
Forward and back
Dark to bright
Run to tack

There are many ways to go
And I must change
Do not go with the flow
I must turn the page

Leave Jackson
Do not be shocked
Viking or saxon
Not land locked

A new journey
Sailing away
Leaving absurdity
A new sunset everyday

My intent
My want
My plan
My desire

At sixty not too late
To transition
A new journey and fate
A grand ambition

But wait
Who is this girl
That I went on a date
Her hair has so much curl

I am smitten
By her beauty and enthusiasm
Maybe sailing is not written
She has to be an addendum

My plan b has crumpled
Moving to plan c
My arrogance humbled
I now can see

I want her in my life
And she makes me laugh
With no crazy strife
I want to be her better half

In this moment
In this time
In this minute
In this space

I will pursue her
Wanting to know if she is real
Not some imaginary blur
And my feelings are real

Sailing will be there
But I can not let this pass
I am chasing that wild hair
And this charming lass

There is so much opportunity
There is so much promise
There is so much compassion
There is so much expectation

Go all in
Do not miss the chance
I can only laugh and grin
A sailboat can not kiss or dance

Checklist

Checklist
 
I have had one forever
Once it is on the list
A grand endeavor
Not to be missed
 
Get it done
Can be transposable
Not always fun
Quick as possible
 
Which one first
Which one second
Which one makes a difference
Which one is important
 
From A1 to C1
A ranking tactic
Works in the long run
Way too didactic
 
How did I get consumed
By this need to check it off
Too much to do I assumed
Me and my mighty trough
 
A trough of obsession
A trough of greed
A trough of pride
A trough of ambition
 
But where am I now
Chasing a disorder
Nothing but a sow
Who is out of order
 
I must throw the list away
Does not matter to me
Who cares if I stray
And become carefree
 
I have been told
Does it matter
In the past it was gold
Today dung splatter
 
I have changed
To get relief
Not to be deranged
But to reduce my grief
 
Go away systematic rules
To accomplish tasks
These are just tools
Anxiety and depression masks
 
Masks of fatigue
Masks of rages
Masks of technique
Masks of past ages
 
Take mine down
Get rid of it
I want to stay around
And keep my wit