I can’t read what isn’t written;
Can’t make sense of scribbles in the sand.
How can you proclaim the perfection of what you preach,
When the standards you set, are out of anyone’s reach?
Who are you, to think to teach,
When you yourself are in so much need?
When you yourself are so easily deceived? Continue reading Misplaced Missive #160 – Written In The Sand
Stand outside on a dark winter’s dawn,
When the sun begins to rise and the snow begins to thaw;
When it’s so frigid the tears that fall,
Feel as though they freeze the path they tumble upon. Continue reading Winter – Rock Song – JG
Can’t see the trees in the forest,
Can’t see the eyes amongst the underbrush,
Can’t see what lies before us,
Can’t see what lies have been told for us,
Too focused on the whole;
I neglected the parts.
This is where I fall apart.
It’s all ending, but there was never a start…
Continue reading Lawyer, Lemur, Hershey Park – Galumphing – JG
Stare skyward and pray for a sign.
Look to the blackness,
And wonder why.
Wonder how. Wonder when. Wonder what. Continue reading Cave, Cello, God – Galumphing – JG
Wishing for the cartoon bulb to ignite, to light,
Eager for a neon sign; Eager for a vivid high,
Almost divine to help me to create
Reality not limited to this excessively plain
Existence I long to disfigure with graffiti. Continue reading Inspiration – Double Acrostic – JG