Tag Archives: freedom
The Jazz of American Dreams
On the road, wheels spinning fateJazz riffs of freedom, can’t be lateNeon lights, the soul’s own beatCity whispers, dreams at our feet Highways hum, a symphony wildIn diners, stories compileFleeting moments, star-strewn skiesIn the vastness, we arise Hope and sorrow, … Continue reading
Constricted
Tight pants, trantalizing tangle, Tethered tales tormenting triumph to untangle. Boundaries blurred, boldness bloom, Between constrictioning freedoms, we assume. Cloth clings, constraints, conflicting currents, Comfort compromised, confidence asserts. Symbols by struggle, conformity’s cruel call, Or a catalyst for liberation, breaking … Continue reading
Repose
Retirement’s serene sigh, chapter’s calm close, Contours of repose, life’s gracefully flows. Reflections ripple, etched in shadows’ sway, Dreams find solace, purpose fades away. Freedom’s fervent flight, unbound from duty’s call, Leisure’s lilting rhythm, time’s touch enthralled. Canvas of dreams, … Continue reading
Spangled
Fourth of July, in the summer’s embrace, We celebrate freedom, with pride on our face. With fireworks bursting, red, white, and blue, We honor our land, the brave and the true. In the land of the free, where dreams take … Continue reading
Horizon
I chase the horizon, a line that’s never breached, A dream that’s always just beyond my reach. To travel far and wide, across land and sea, In search of something that will set me free. World is vast, I am … Continue reading
Road Again
Adventure in our hearts, Freedom in our souls, Wanderlust in our veins, The road is our home. Travels to new horizons, Exploring the unknown, Our hearts and minds wide open, As we journey on and on. The road, long and … Continue reading
Weightless Wander
Hot air balloons, how high they hover Inflated with hope, like a hearty lover Up, up, they ascend with ease and grace Taking us to a higher place Weightless wonders, whimsical and wise Where worries are lost, and freedom flies … Continue reading
I declare a war on boredom…
…Because I’d rather die trying to entertain than to entertain the notion of nothingness.