Riders on the Storm Redux

(highlighted portions mine to make the song seem not quite as disjointed)

Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm

Into this house we're born

Into this world we're thrown

Like a dog without a bone, an actor out on loan

Riders on the storm

There's a killer on the road

You can call him let's say 'greed'

'hatred' or 'envy'

He goes by many names

If you give this man a ride, sweet sanity will fly

Killer on the road

Man, you gotta keep your calm

Man, you gotta keep your calm

Focus like a hawk

Sit-ups like a jock 😜

The world depends on you, your life will never end

Gotta keep your calm

PS: I've come round to the view that the disjointedness/vagueness of the original actually adds to the beauty of the song but I'll let this stay as an interesting creative writing exercise.

As I Tweet

I tweet to you as I am
as I check the trends
You may block me for spam
or retweet to your friends

I may post a facetious comment
I'm just being a wag online
Don't be misled
I may get into an argument
But we're likely still aligned
outside that thread

('As I Am' Twitter edition)

Prompt - connection through music

Music is that wondrous salve
that bobs in a prim jazz hall
shrieks from the rim of a stage
'n' weeps on a dim back porch

The Ultimate Judo Move

 The ultimate judo move is to not let your nihilism lumber you down but lift you up.

"Is that some sort of Eastern thing?", the Dude asks 😛

I Wish I Could Have My Sun Back

I wish I could have my sun back
bask again in its nourishing rays
But I have learned many a new fact
My sun's just one among many in space

I wish I could carry on around my sun
with that old confident gait
But the twinkling points afar do beckon
I drift, pitiful pockmarked planet
doomed forever to be on the run
never settling into 'nother orbit

Bring It On

I don't know how I came by it
I don't know how long it'll stay
But I sure as hell can't deny it
It just feels amazing this way!

Anything I set my mind to
I believe is doable
The world no longer seems
a series of obstacles
Nowhere man, 
the world is at your command, 
Ah, la, la, la, la!

Here and Gone

Shadows parade
across a pool of light
before they fade
back into yawning night

The stars disengage
flying out to the seams,
receding afterimages
in the flush of a dream