Silent Springs

We are burning, each day yearning
For the freedom we were promised
Every day a blur, it is hazy
like a gauzy film of dust

Helpless we go, reaching beyond
Reason has fled
All we do is toil, for nothing
Really we're all dead

All we have is this moment, we have enough
Our economy turns on our hopes and dreams
Now so empty, as we empty the earth
We don't notice the silent springs

Broken Boundaries

Share the New Year with the old

compare the bright shiny newness

as a copper penny rolling forth

light as a feather in substance and quality

I give thought to the shifting tides

wondering how patience can be turned into a dagger

pulling through me a decade at a time

I see shiny idealism

and wish for my own

passions intermingled and stifled

ignited and put to shame in a breath

I hide my face as you mock the truths I have shared

wanting more than I can give you

not understanding

that although you crossed the line

it still exists