Blank

Blank

By dan ankers

In many ways I may be just a table that the universe is tapping a beat on

And I can record these beats, so I’m living

And I can interpret these beats, So I’m human

I choose how deep I want to go, these wavelengths are me and I am them

As we ascend and intertwine

We are divine

And we cannot

Unmesh and yet we cannot and can never

Be one and the same

Inspire

Inspire

By dan ankers

Crawling, Walking, Running, Climbing

Asking

Strained with beads of sweat

Ample answers, never ending

Lead to greater questions Yet

Talking, Toiling

Frustrations Boiling

Inquiring Askers NEED to KNOW

But it’s  best to learn, remember

To develop patience though

Seeking, Searching for some knowledge, which fills the mind like fishes caught

And inspires the neXt Volley of questions

All Firing AT THE SPEED OF THOUGHT

Float Foot

Float Foot

By dan ankers

I had shoes on yesterday

Well that was good, they padded my way

And I was Lucky for them, too

At least four of my toes can attest that it’s true

And my heel in lieu of a wheel

Is the best way I’ve found

To just get around

Well Splendid my feet

This athlete, complete

Carry all of my needs

And accomplish all of my deeds

Well, with the help of hands

And my Brain’s general demands

As it stands

I do think that everything in the world

Can be accomplished

Struggle Hard

Blank, This Page

Blank, This Page

By dan ankers

Blank this page as it was, as it were

As it heard from itself

Unaware

As it was only a page and was blank by itself

Waiting only for ink and some care

And in taking this time with some human in mind

Now this page has fulfilled its desire

To be more than a page

To transcend from this stage

And live through

And move on

And inspire

See

When page weds with words

The result is a merged

Place where a mind can make fire

And in the cauldrons of time

Words enacted desire

So that the especially astute may be permitted to move

From a frog to a god

From a pond to a cloud

And from heaven look down

And from earth to look up

And in one fitting move

As is fitting behooves

To overthrow their inconstant

Quagmire

Uneven Waves for Days

Uneven Waves for Days

By dan ankers

Has anyone ever actually seen a happy tree?

All of them spire up from the ground to meet the skyward sea

Every one of them looks to get fed, enriched, with light from the sun so bright

And then under the dark of the moon pretend that their shadows encased the whole of the night

Can anyone else in the world envision a place where I am free to be me?

Because outside the borders of meself I remain only a frog on a leaf

Which is fitting enough of a place for my mess, as the world neither gathers nor grows

As it tries, does its best to ingest the ideas I explore without rest or repose

Of the smiles which I’ve seen, I’ve Adored Emily’s and Carson and Luke’s there, for free

And Ariah’s inspires such wonderful thoughts as a spirit so strong and so free

There are many good times which in mind can I dine if I need to recall my good station

And I love just the world for itself and its dirt and the sea for its myriad crustaceans

But this time I have seen that the walk here for me one this earth is a waddle of pleasure

As I ask of the world to expect no less from me

Than what I can give without measure

And that, as you see is just me precious me

I have oodles of this

This precious treasure

BARK

BARK

By dan ankers

Peaceful elegance is not addressed

The nouns and vowels with good intent

Pent up Demand

That I must subvert the governmental hand

That has been laid out

Held open

Like the Flower Petals

Pretty

Really Signifying Death