Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Moving Through

It's raining out;
A bit of a chill.
My heart is open;
With perseverance and will.

A new napoleon
Small in stature,
Ready for battle
In a midnight rapture.

Never ending,
Company knows
It's the battle we will fight; for life
Until the scale throws;
Tipped in the opposite direction.
Endearing logic:
Mystical affection.

It's times like this
Right this beat
When we conjure up
Cosmic heat.
Internal strength;
Moving through
Action is only possible
Through
You.


Best Wishes,
Daniel Bobby Tuttle

1 comment:

Zion said...

Reading you poems is like 'Moving Through' your mind.
Beautiful.