Eyes in The Clouds

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I took this photo the other day while we were on the back roads of Ohio…Amish country back roads. Discovered the eyes in the clouds as I perused my camera roll…And whatever you may believe or not believe this photo made me think of this old song from Steve Warnier…

                 “Eyes In The Clouds”—©g.a.meeder,2017®

 

 

 

 

 

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Pack Of Lies

Pack of Lies

i had written the book

cover to cover on

the philosophy

with enough hard work in life

you could achieve anything

but it’s high time

to close that damned book

on American dreams

toss that poorly written

over rehearsed book

into that heap known as

file thirteen

because it’s nothing

but a pack of damned lies

and who would know

the storyline better

than the author

who never once

saw it come true

before her very eyes?

—©g.a.meeder, 2017®

Guilty As Charged

 

Guilty As Charged

I had to stop the noise
for it had become my failures
from which there had been
no pause for escape
so that I could settle
my scores of ill fate
hidden within human frailties
when I realized who are
we really competing up
or against?
all these imaginary battles
in this hard fought
but easily lost race
other than ourselves
and in that moment
I didn’t even recognize
until I wiped the
condensation off
the bathroom mirror
that it was the woman
in the mirror staring
back at me
with that harsh
judgmental look
upon her face…
—©g.a.meeder, 2017®

 

 

Thrown

Thrown

she is brought crashing

down to the ground

in the heat of the hunt

flesh is torn, ripped, shredded

teeth tear into muscle

crack on bone

what democracy looks like

when to the wolves

it is thrown.

—©g.a.meeder, 2017® 

Hangman

Hangman

the only reason

there is on the planet earth

for her silence is

that she was giving him just

enough rope to hang himself.

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

 

Crestfallen

Lake Erie, Pennsylvania, Sunset, Beach 6, (where the infamous UFO sighting from 1966 was) —*g.a.meeder, 2016, Copyrighted*

Crestfallen

if ever there were

a time on the pages 

of life where we could 

re-write, edit, change

it would be in these

times of the present

where we would most 

assuredly have

kinder ends…

—*g.a.meeder, 2016, Copyrighted*

Like A Hawk

Like A Hawk

gray black sleek winged hawk

wings spread wide open, arms length

beak full of what looks like a tree branch

until it begins a downward descent

eyes see branch moves like snake,

aha! breakfast.

—©g.a.meeder,2016®