Red skies in morning

sailors take warning

there’s an east wind coming

all the same

Calm and soft at dawn

red orange pink lights

coming through the trees

easy and peaceful

Lurking in the distance

east wind lies waiting

it’s time to come soon

peace to break

Coming all the same

it cannot be slowed

east wind blows

sailors take warning




Hearing people say what you cannot do

too old, too late, too hard

voices that are constantly speaking

do not listen

Voices that doubt

no faith in who you are

in what you can do

make them silent

Murmuring failures

giving life to faults

foul breath covers you

turn away

Inside yourself others speak

strength, passion, ability

daily growing louder

drowning out the other voices