Be Yourself

Walking into the Sunlight by Morgan Sessions

Picture By: Morgan Sessions

I see it in your eyes: fear.

You think there is nothing to hold you here,

But you believe you will find it there.

I can tell you: all you have to do is be yourself.

You try to please others,

But your discontent always hovers.

You ask why they cloud the truth in rumors –

All you have to do is be true.

There is no one who can do

What you were meant to.

There is no one who can live your dream

The way you were meant to.

Be yourself.

For Freedom

American Pride by Christopher Skor

Picture Taken By: Christopher Skor

This is the land of the free,

Home of the brave,

A shining hill across the sea.

It is what our troops fight to save.

Our flag stands

Due to the courageous sacrifice

Of those who have fallen.

It is them we honor with our hearts,

It is their families we support,

It is with fondness we remember

The troops who lived for freedom.

Music

Piano Keys by Andree Brown

Picture By: Andree Brown

Music is in his being,

The way he walks, you know it all along:

Rhythm is his air.

There’s no other to compare.

When he plays

The music fills your veins.

In your soul,

It’s like an invisible glow.

The sound of his voice,

Makes a change in your choice.

There is no dissonance

In his tone, his dance.

Because music is his being.

The Things I Forget

Waves by Barn Images

Picture By: Barn Images

The swell came in today,

And I remembered all the reasons why

I treasure every precious thing about these waves.

You see divine creation and how it saves

People say it’s crazy –

The way I admire the beauty in the daisy,

But can’t they see all the magic

That’s destroyed by gravel and motor traffic?

At the edge of the sand,

The wind infinitely blows past the land

You could let nature carry you away,

To that place without decompositions gray.

I smile at this beauty because

It reminds me to puase

And reflect

On all the things I forget.

What Family Means

Dining Table by Breather

Picture By: Breather

We’ve sat around this table so long,

Seems like all I’ve done is ride along.

Can’t you see these moving screens

Have replaced what family means?

There in the kitchen

I have listened with submission.

Now I’ve had enough,

The world out there isn’t my world in here.

Catching up on the news

Just fills me with the blues.

Can’t we talk face to face?

Replace this awful pace with grace?

Can’t you see these moving screens

Have replaced what family means?

Hollywood

Hollywood by Florian Klauer

Picture By: Florian Klauer

You changed in 1949, whatever happened to this land?

Seems you’ve come so far since ’23.

Forty five feet of advertising, you still stand.

I see you as a utopia, there on Lee.

The whole world watches you.

We see you like a light

As we look for something true,

For something right.

Your letters

Shine like a star in the night.

Some have found nothing better.

After all, you’ve helped their plight.

Hollywood you’ve stood tall,

I hope you never fall.

Change Everything

Dead Trees by Casey Fyfe

Picture By: Casey Fyfe

We burn you to the ground,

Slaughter all the things you’ve tried to abound.

With a blind eye we murder the things we’ve found –

Everyone sees it all around.

Injustice fills this air.

Oh, I can feel its pollution in my hair –

Seems it will always be unfair

The way we treat this earth here.

Nature is a gift.

It is a space between the rift.

So why do we just drift

From everything we could fix and shift?

Tell me you’ve seen this.

What happened to earth’s bliss?

Can you see through this dreary mist?

Can you see we can change everything that’s amiss?

Gone

Gone by Todd Quackenbush

Picture Taken by: Todd Quackenbush

Your message can be one of peace,

Everything you proclaim can be love

And they’ll fault you and never cease.

So just keep on, without stepping down.

You can donate to forty charities,

Start a foundation for children,

But they’ll still label you with inequities

Yet, do not stop your mission – not for a million.

They will beat you till they’ve had their fill,

They will label you a wacko, a traitor, a bore –

Bet, I beg you, stand tall:

Because they’ll know your worth when you’re gone.

Empty View

Empty Street by Bruno Marinho

Picture Taken By: Bruno Marinho

Those electric eyes,

Are replaced by these antique walls.

Your footsteps echo in the emptiness,

The view reflects how you feel inside.

As the sun goes down

Every bone in your body hits the ground.

Despair fills every part of you.

The view reflects how you feel inside.

Everything seems to be going wrong,

You haven’t had peace in so long.

All you want is to escape.

The view reflects how you feel inside

And silently, you slip away.

Phone Line

In the Mountains by Alexandr Schwarz

Picture Taken By: Alexandr Schwarz

Millions of times, I’ve wished heaven had a phone line.

I guess, then, everything would feel fine.

‘Cause to hear your voice one more time would

Heal every wound overnight.

And even though they told me,

Every once in a while – I wonder if you’re truly free.

Longing for you has put this whole in my heart,

Just know I wish we never had to part.

All the time I wish you were still here,

‘Cause then you wouldn’t be there – I

Keep telling myself I’m alright, but

Soon I know I’ll give up the fight.

Over time, I felt this heaviness.

Now all I feel is emptiness.

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