LEGEND OF A MIND

IT WAS RIGHT AFTER DAWN
WHEN I SET OUT TO WALK
THE BEACH ON
NEW YEARS DAY
MANY MANY MOONS AGO
SO CLOSE
BUT FAR AWAY,
I WAS SEARCHING
AND YEARNING
EXCITED AND
CHURNING
TUMBLING MY MIND
IN A DIFFERENT PLAY:
WONDERING WHAT
WAS IN STORE,
DIGGING MY TOES
IN THE SOFTEST
WHITE SAND,
HOPING TO FIND
SOMETHING MORE,
AND SOON THERE
WAS MUSIC
ALIVE IN MY HEAD,
IT STARTED BEFORE
WHEN I WOKE
IN MY BED,
NOTHING UNUSUAL
MOSTLY THE NORM
I HEAR THE STRONG
MELODIES AND THE
WORDS THEY PERFORM,
PERHAPS IT’S A GIFT
AS SOME WOULD SAY
I CAN CAPTURE THE SOUNDS
IN A DIFFERENT WAY
LIKE MY OWN LITTLE
PLAYER
GIVEN FROM GOD
THE MUSICAL PRAYER
WHILE MOSTLY AWARE
OF OTHER THINGS
MOVING IN TANDEM,
I WALKED ON THE SAND
SPLASHING AT RANDOM
FOR MILES AND MILES
NOT ANOTHER SOUL’S
SMILE
(NOR WINK DID I SEE)
THE FIRST DAY WAS
ALL MINE, AT LEAST FOR
THE TIME, THE QUEST OF
MY HISTORY,
THE SONG THAT I HEARD
GOING BACK
WORD FOR WORD
WAS ABOUT THE GENIUS
OF DREAMS
A MAN WHO CHANGED FATE
FOR THOSE WHO
WOULD WAIT
TO HEAR ABOUT
BRILLIANT SLY SCHEMES,
HIS LEGEND OF MIND
FOR ALL OF MANKIND
WAS A STORY THAT
PROMPTED MY HEART
AND MADE SUCH
A SPARK
THAT I STOPPED FOR
AWHILE ON MY STROLL,

Legend of a Mind
 
FACING THE
SEA AND THE WAVES
AND THE BREEZE
I WONDERED JUST
WHAT WOULD
BECOME OF ME,
AND IF I BELIEVED
IN A STRONG FIREY WAY
THE PATH WOULD
BE CLEAR ON THAT
UPCOMING DAY,
FOR IF HE COULD MOVE
AS FAST AS THE LIGHT
WHY COULDN’T I BE
THE SAME,
I LOOKED AT THE
HOUSES AND WINDOW
SHADES DRAWN
AND REALIZED I WAS
COMPLETELY BEGONE
FROM THE REST OF HUMANITY
AND ALL THE INSANITY,
JUST FOR THAT MOMENT
A SPARKING OF TIME
I KNEW IT WAS COMING
THIS NEW WORLD OF MINE,
THE SUN HAD RISEN
RIGHT OVER ME
SMILING AND WARMING
WILD AND FREE,
AND THE WORDS OF THE MAN
WHO INFLUENCED
MY LIGHT
HAD LANDED HIS SHIP
IN MY MIND,
DRUMS BEATING
NOTES BLEATING
SOUNDING INSIDE
OF MY BRAIN,
AND THE WAVES CAME
AGAIN
AND WASHED ALL
THE SINS
OF DOUBT
FROM MY HEART
TEARING APART
ANY PLANS I HAD
MADE,
I WAS NOT AFRAID
TO STEP RIGHT OUT
OF THE DARK:
SO LONG AGO
AND NOW YOU KNOW
WHERE THAT SWORD
WAS FOUND
THE ONE THAT HAS
TAKEN ME OFF
AND AROUND,
THE MUSIC STILL
LINGERS
AND SLIPS
THROUGH MY FINGERS
AND ALL OF THE TRUTH
WILL ABOUND.

©J.W. WINSLOW 3/1/16

A PRAYER TO SHINE: LINDA

SHE BELIEVES IN ANGELS
AND SPELLS OF MAGIC
POTIONS THAT CURE
ALL THAT IS TRAGIC,
FULL BLOWN MOONS
AND CHILDREN’S TUNES,
AND SWEEPING
ROMANTIC
PROSE,
SLICING ENORMOUS
CHUNKS OF LOVE
EVERYWHERE
SHE GOES,
SHE’S INSPIRING
UNTIRING
WIRED FOR SPEED
WHEN IT COMES TO
CARING AND FILLING
THE NEED,
HOWEVER,
AS WITH
ALL GOOD THINGS,
THERE COMES A
SHOULDERING
EVER SO BOLD
THAT YOU CANNOT
MISS THE MESSAGE TOLD,
AND WITH ONE
PHONE CALL,
THAT WAS THE CASE:
SHE WAS FLOATING ABOUT
IN A PAINFUL SPACE,
UNABLE TO FIGHT
AND CONTINUE THE RACE
AS OTHERS WATCH
IN HELPLESS
CONCERN,
WE FINALLY LEARN
WHAT SPIRIT LIVES
IN THE HEART THAT GIVES,
A FIRE THAT
CROSSES THE LINES
TO WIN AGAIN
AND AGAIN,
AND AGAIN,
A WOMAN IMMERSED
IN HER PRIME,

LINDA AND JW
 
BUT NOW WILL
BE DIFFERENT, YOU SEE,
FOR THEY ALL ARE WORRIED
BUT NOT SO
MUCH ME,
I KNOW WHERE
SHE HOVERS,
BEHIND THE
SWEET SMILE,
A DEMON OF
SURVIVAL,
A WOMAN OF ARRIVAL
NEVER MISSING
A CHANCE
TO WATCH HER
FAMILY GROW,
(THIS I KNOW)
IT WON’T BE LONG
BEFORE TABLES TURN
AND BRIDGES BURN
AND SHE JUMPS
THAT SICK BED
TO THE LIGHT,
SHE WILL ALWAYS
WIN THE RUTHLESS
FIGHT,
TRUST ME
YOU’LL SEE…
RETURNING TODAY
THE ECSTACY
OF LIFE
IS IN FULL PLAY
RIGHT NOW,
AGAIN…
BEGIN TO WIN,
SHINE
MY DIVINE: LINDA!

©J.W. WINSLOW 2/1/16

FREE

I WAS MAKING IT RIGHT:
THE POLE FOR THE BITE
OF JUICE THAT HE
LOVES, SET ASKEW
BY THE WINDS AND
THE RAINS
DRIVING THE TRAIN
OF WEATHER
RELENTLESS AND TRUE,
HE LANDED SO CLOSE
I WAS SHOCKED
TO SEE
VIOLET FLECKS
OF COLOR BLENDED
AND MENDED INTO
WHIRLY GRAY WINGS

THE ORDER OF THINGS
HE DELIVERS AS SUCH
WHEN VISITING
HIS FAVORITE MEAL,
THEY ARE QUITE
TERRITORIAL
IN THE SPEEDY MEMORIAL
BUZZING AND SWOOPING
FINALLY RECOUPING
TO DIVE
AND THRIVE
AND BE SO ALIVE,
HE BARELY PAID HEED
TO MY SILENT SWEET DEEDS,
WHILE I PEEKED IN
PURE AWE,
THROAT TIGHT IN
THE CRAW,
BREATHLESSLY HOPING
TO WATCH,
SO HE GRANTED MY
WISH
AND DOVE INTO
THE DISH,
LONG POINTED BEAK
IN ACTION,
I GUESS HE WAS
HUNGRY, FOR HE
LEFT ME TO PEER
AND OBSERVE
THE SWERVE
AND TRACTION,

PURPLE HUMMER
 
OVER AND OVER
HE FILLED UP
AND DRANK
PIPING THE
SYRUP INTO THE
TANK,
WHEN I FINALLY
ALLOWED MYSELF
MOVEMENT ABOUT
HE TURNED IN
A FLASH
AND WAS GONE,
TEARING AWAY
THROUGH THE
BREEZE,
I ENVIED HIS FLIGHT
AND HELD MYSELF
TIGHT, WISHING
TO BE SO FREE,
AND THEN IT OCCURRED
WITHOUT EVEN A WORD
AS I STOOD AT THE
WINDOW THAT NIGHT
THAT I WAS AS FREE
AS THE HUMMER COULD BE
IF ONLY I CAPTURED
THE LIGHT:
THE RULES ARE GONE
I AM WHERE
I BELONG,
I CAN FINALLY
JUST BE ME,
FOR THE GOOD
AND THE BAD
I AM NO LONGER SAD,
OR SEARCHING
OR MAD,
I AM FREE!

©J.W. WINSLOW 1/1/16