It's High Time

It high time,
For my bi line,
To set a record,
Fast forward,
In past legacy,
At last the best of me,
A lot of rising,
A lot of surviving,
A lot of pain,
A lot of crying,
Purple screams of passion,
Strong will never lacking,
Done with un packing,
Straighten the wheel,
On how I feel,
Ditches on both sides,
Of my ride
It’s high time
To let someone else drive…………

Fennigan T 8.3.11

Sparkle

On the day of the bright
darkness
and then again on the twelfth
it started all over
rising back to the beginning
of an ever arching circle
that went about in all directions
so I turned around
and there I was
standing there holding the light.

Fennigan T 7.30.11

Crowd

Where the walls open
The fields begin
With a window closed
Mind exposed
Rapture in delicacy
Formation without redundancy
Speculation beyond fantasy
Won’t you dance with me?
Bump all along
The halls of freedom
Shimmy down the signs of time
To sunsets of forget
Of reasons why
Sulk away to happiness
Chew this bone
As you scream it
Holler out loud
I’m lost and I want to go home………..……….

FenniganT 8.1.11