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They PassThe trees are calm.Unmoving.The wind is silent.Calm.A storm is coming.They will come fromboth sides,Trapping the quite.Forcing it.I can hear it coming.6 feet ahead is whereone will pass me,It pays me no heed.Just another rock.The end is coming.They pass.The quite and calmscared away,The wind screams.Trees bow.I'm waiting for calm.Listen it's coming.It's here.
Come the Hence, RoyceI listened and I heardthe crying of theirhearts.The breaking.The wind screamedthrough the treeskicking up the dirt.Soon you'll feel it too.A woodpecker calledout.A sparrow or a finch.And all I could think wasCome the Hence, Royce.Come on back.It started out with few.Only those you knew.But our gathering, tears,and presence drew othersout.A student and a wench.And all I could think wasCome the Hence, Royce.Come on back.I hardly looked up,your hand on my neck.I can draw you theground.My feet.A child, not five, wasgiggling indoors.Your laughter was hers.A message and a speech.And all I could think wasCom the Hence, Royce.Come on back.I watched the presentationyour ashesSaw your flag un- and re-folded.You made them cry that day.Your left hand holding onthen your rightletting go now.A sadness and a choice,And all I could think wasCome the hence, Royce.Come one Back.
Mother Nature at Her BestSometimes the wind scares me. The howl of the gust against a cracked window pain and through a naked trees limbs. The power behind the unseen, the twist and turns, ups and downs, enough to bring the house down. The colorless and tasteless strength that whips through valleys, over mountains, around hills, and amongst streams.Sometimes, when the earth sighs, groans, and flexes, the ground opens. A great wide gap big enough to swallow you whole, or maybe the tiniest of cracks that'll trip you so you'll fall. The shakes and twists, rolls and sways, can through off the balance, bring you to your knees.But the scariest of all is the stillness. The lack of all the sighs, howls, groans, twists, turns, ups and downs. The total and content-ness of the Earth and its existence. The lack of the destruction and humbling, and when the simplicity of life becomes overpowering.
Before the WorstIts a promiseone you make to the both of youone you make for the both of youIt savesties two togetherkeeps two togetherIts the reminderthat you felt the joltthat you felt the connectionthat you cannot breathe without that hand in yoursIts the worldthe one you livethe one that you arethe one that you will shapeIts the symbolthe signalthe warningto all those on the outsideIts the lightthe one that wakes you in the morningthe dark you fall under at nightthe one that guides you to your future
Warm WelcomeDespite the quite, the lack of sound, the building was alive with activity. RC peaked around the corner, looking for anyone who might spot her. Her companion just rolled her eyes and turned the corner."Lynn," RC whined. "You're supposed to be 'sneaking' in." She jogged to her side in what Lynn supposed was a 'sneaky' way."No, you're supposed to be 'sneaking' in. I'm still welcome here."RC forced her face into a pout. "It's not my fault the RangeMen don't know how to have fun, how to take a joke, or eat sugar, or...""Okay, we get it. They're a bunch of extinct flightless birds who don't know how to have a good time," Lynn threw up her hands in exasperation."Well, that's harsh." Both girls turned. "I'm pretty sure I know some ways to have fun. Remember Lynn?" He wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Last night in the bed..."Lynn slapped a hand over his mouth, cutting off his sentence. "Shut it if you ever want to have fun again, Charlie."RC smiled. "You two are too cute.