Zachary REECE (xAx)

I shift the stick, to no more than third
I’m cruising very lightly
I’m an early bird
Relaxing
Cruising

Year of the rat, a bit of a brat,
To say that I am above such.
A year is a year, who’m I to say,
If I’m in need of a crutch?

I look in my closet
at all the clothes I’ve bought
I can’t believe I haven’t anything
that’s fashionably taut

As adamant as the others can be
About how it can never be done
Your courage must take over
And their envy will be won

Unlimited beauty staring deep
Never moving too fast
Never rushing her slow subtleties
Not purposefully
Gracefully

Visions, nature, community
All under the stars, watching the moon
Sharing stories that began before us
Around the fire
We care for our elders
We raise our young
We grow as one

Commissioned by the City of Brighton, but prints of any size available

Celestial gaurdians that do surround
Through our hearts, not eyes, they are found
To inspire, protect, and sometimes save
Or weep as they watch us dig our own grave

I looked throughout space
then searched through mind
I didn’t find you at home
I found you in time

Big dogs
Don’t know what I got
Makin’ waves like a titan
Maybe even cannonball
Okay, I’ll get in now

Charlie walks up to a tree.

The tree says, "don't mind all of my leaves,
I will be shedding them soon."

Charlie says, "but I rather like them Old Tree.
They shimmer in the breeze and soothe my thoughts."

"But they hide my big strong limbs," says the tree,
"and I seek to impress that cute Maple over there."

"Trees fall in love?" Asked Charlie.

The tree answered with no hesitation or consideration of young Charlie.

"No. We just get knotty."

The Earth is my witness
of all that I do
I'm not the only
I see Buddha in you

I watch over my gals
And strut when I walk
I've never much cared for
You calling me a cock