It’s an emergency

It’s an emergency
Crack out the poetry.

our hearts are dying
In the drizzle of a mundane day

We need to realise our moment is now
We need to realise poetry is inspiration

We just need to breathe in creativity
and expire the fire of art

Instead of shopping carts
We need words

Instead of paper and plastic sums
We need to take life by the horns

Free our minds
From the blinds of working like slaves

We need to follow our dreams
Our life is our movie

We choose how moved to be
Life is for the taking

Moving,shaking, making, breaking
Reforming, storming, forming, performing

Our art will be our movement
Always seeking improvement.

Paper Trail

The paper trail
That my poems cast
Stretches out further than eyes can see
Stretches far beyond what I believe
I write poems they sometimes inspire
Grab attention and light fires
If allowed to burn
Bright paper trails set a light
For inspiration is an intangible thing
and words and sentences
may set up fires that suddenly occur
they come to life
With no explanation
and yet I feel their feeling and sensation.