The quiet of the sky
The passion of the trees
The wisdom of the rocks
Educating me
Unremembered kindness
Murmurs in the breeze
The wonders of a world
That willed itself to be
Experience the grandeur
Of a world that isn’t clean
Open up your senses
Pull away from the screen
by Richard W. Bray
Everything is broken
It’s about to get worse
I know what’s wrong with everyone
I know just what to do
If I could punch you every moment
Then I could fix you
Everything is broken
So I make my own truth
It isn’t really lying cuz I’m not even there
I know what’s wrong with you
Cuz I live in your head
It isn’t really me sleeping in my bed
Everything is broken
I live outside myself
Reality is bad for my health
No one can handle my sad little poem
A little girl got broken
And she never went home
by Richard W. Bray
choices matter
syllables flatter
promises as empty
as the windbroadcast near and far
tell us who you are
fabricate and
fantasize and spin
goodness will not say
what it gives away
treasures more
valuable than gold
love unassailable
beauty unexplainable
the best things
cannot be told
By Richard W. Bray
The marriage went stale
We lived our separate lives
I had a pocket full of floozies
She slept with some wives
Drinking in a crowd
And laughing way too loud
Ignoring what I lost
Forget about the cost
On a dusty old road
With nothing left to see
I burned down every bridge
From Barstow to Western Tennessee
Drinking in a crowd
And laughing way too loud
Ignoring what I lost
Forget about the cost
I'll buy another round
And cut myself some slack
I'm telling you for sure in this crazy ole world
There ain't no way to turn ever back
Drinking in a crowd
And laughing way too loud
Ignoring what I lost
Forget about the cost
By Richard W. Bray
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