ever get rid of your pain by going to
another realm?
ever found something sovereign in
something abandoned by someone else?
Wonder works it tells of what can be,
it sparks the breath of mystery,
it lightens pathways,
it tickles the air,
this wonder exists inside a pen,
when you have to wonder what will ignite
again.
by Erik Estabrook
The Life Surrounding
do you hear the sounds of joy in natures
rumbling stomach?
Can you feel the life surrounding,
twitching, bubbling?
We we're born on a volcano,
just one leap away,
We we're born to take a dip and slowly
melt away,
I can set my heart on great sunsets,
but all we do here is sun bathe until we
go a-swimming,
The life surrounding is mystified with why
we quit before
becoming prey,
some things in life just melt away.
by Erik Estabrook
Blue Dreams
I dream in a shade unlike you,I dream in a somber blue,When we task and wear our masks,we develop that very same hue,Someday I want to dream in dandelion,about catching flying balloons,but as long as there's hate,I dream the way I doIf Only I could chase and achieve a
brighter path to you,but you wear me around the neck, like a
collared tool, I want to escape, to un-chartered
highways,to star maps that are like jewels, to lands where I'd be Caesar,and begin a lengthy rule, Melancholy is my life,I cherish earth, its forces, and life,but I'm subject to many forces of might, when I dream in royal purple,or become a ghost that walks in circles,I'll inhabit with a purpose,to make my nights much more than
worthless,My blue dreams seep their web allowing
only their use, I want to dream with high-esteem, but
little can I do.
