Jason D. Laderoute

It is time to consult with the sand man, though nothing prosperous is ever achieved in these consultations, not even a dream lest I believe and never awake from deep comatose slumber, forgettin…

Mans Best Friend, Joak you know why!
that friend who gives you the smiles and all you both saw, so much eye to eye.
Their courage to Love yes and never to fail
your strength is to cry, part…

I am on a Journey hither to depends
a duration of strength or rather health for mends

A fickle cough it began of late
but deep setting illness I now date

It’s not so bad in light of oth…

I have been out in the Land amidst the oil Giants’ stand,
The Intensive Activity and the Expensive Ambiguity,
Not for muscles weak lest men break and their blood leak,
While upon the grou…

I learned a thing or two about life, through my childhood with eyes and ears to close;
along my early way, wherewith eyes wide open and ears eager to hear, I could not
perceive how the wind …

Licking over the embers of my most wanted desires;
Your eyes,
like a vanquishing dream of splendorous fires,
they pierce through my distant and shrouding despair.
I try to look away,
as …

Ey as ye are on the High road I look yonder an hold my head up high
as I trust yer words and know I heard and I will joyful tread the low road.
Thence when I come over the ledge on the switch…

The minds of men are full Disease,
hell bent headed for eternal unease.
The masses that they think they procure,
unto an idea they call their cure.
Feeding over the line behind closed doors…

Well things are what they are and really there is nothing that I can do to change any of it for my reason or any other, or for the sake of my desires; humanistically things are not looking so w…

There is a struggle in the land from which I cannot run away
though each day I keep on going not too often knowing how
and whether or not I see or understand the way.

At each end I can se…

I could never express in entirety
the thanks and appreciation for
the Love you have always given to me
or for all the gentle cautions you have pleaded
to me to not stray too far in the win…

Born into their illusion….stolen in the attempt…..unforgotten hours…....their onslaught were charms and trinkets…..threatening my life…...like thorns and blossoming poisonous flowers….

I wish I were a BumbleBee, buzzing around every flower I see, sniffin and collecting and buzzing I’d Bee,
Sure wish I was a BumbleBee, with little a worry just a buzzin I’d Bee,
here and th…

I can’t keep up,
eye see, and eye see
but I just can’t keep up.

Like a row of box cars, the postings get posted,
All so wonderful, exquisite, and colorfully inspiring,

Under the press…

Surf up I’m on the LAN
so glad to be
The first ride hurt

There is no regrets for what is lost or found