Past

Footsteps
Footsteps in the clay
Buffalo in the sunset
Their spirits are one

Listening
I listen careful
my breathing is all I see
nothing stirs for now

Father
I see my Father
His face is old and weathered
but still he is strong

Hunt
When I go to hunt
my mind is still. Quiet. Free.
I glimpse my meal stir

Present

Streets
The streets, cold at night
in the day, lively and bright
don't leave from your home

Technology
With our new fangled
devices, young teach the old
we lose much knowledge

C.D.
How can so much fit
on this little disc?C.D.
how our knowledge grows...

Light
Man lived in darkness
now we live in instant light
we see more and learn

Future

Cars
Cars? More like airplanes
no more wheels, no more steering
no more worrying

Tap
Advanced devices
a screen worn as a bracelet
no interaction

They Said
Don't worry they said
we won't take your rights away
we're only watching

Seasons

Summer
Swimming in the lake
the hot sun making me sweat
relief at nighttime

Spring
Morning dew glistens
slowly, it rolls off the leaf
down to earth again
Fall
Red, yellow, and orange
these colors must mean one thing!
Fall has come around!
Winter
I watch the fire
the warmth flows throughout my skin
keeps the frost away

Stuff

Change
I walk to the store
clink, clink, clink goes my money
I leave with no sound

Empty Promises
I promise I will!
Tomorrow at the latest.
When is tomorrow?

A Rainy Day
Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop, Drip,
goes rain on the windowpane
Trickle, drip, drop, drip

Color
Nothing more pretty
than the shades and hues and type
not one are alike