Peace bolt

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2012.

Your face in the eve of snow
Safe in the light, in mind of it
Listening to the peace I found
Washing it all and still around

Still to heart making dark into light
As if on the surface was one mind
Only you left with a slow ember
I’m singing just to remember


Explore! this world, this

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2011.

Explore! this world, this
grass, this love. Let every
strange sight have a chance
to shape our perspective. There
is so much beauty in a
simple moment, but so much
effort is given to disproportionate
authority and normality.
Break this rule of rules
which binds us whole, separate
one tick of the clock, achieve
a new pleasure. Dip your thoughts
into a pool of nature!


Bird, sitting on my back

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2008.

Bird, sitting on my back–
Sun it does remember that–
I’ve a flower in my hair–
And live there beyond the woods,
I like to ride my bike on Sunday
Sailing through and you who see me
I see music in the air where
Love is fair to run away
To give and live without limit–


Send me out to sea

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2008.

Send me out to sea–
leave me with a little piece of
heaven in my pocket, your smile in my locket

Wash me with your word–
cover me with grace the birds have
noticed our encounter, they sing a little louder

Your love is a gift–
I mean it when I say it you are
beautiful and if, you forget how to drift

I don’t have a clue–
as to when or how or who will
take you out tonight, under the moonlight


Reaching out to fantasy

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2008.

Reaching out to fantasy–
She is taken– and with me–
I can reach for stars again–
Nothing holds me end to end–

There’s a part of Will I am–
Ventures far away from norm–
To me is– what makes us great–
Escape reality and learn–

Dreaming is a tasteful sin–
Not a sin that one would see–
It’s internal; mind is free–
To fantasize– and make believe–


Days are slowly passing by

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2009.

Days are slowly passing by
They fall like dominoes, I try
To make the best of every breath
‘Cause in the end there’s nothing left-

Couple two they make the cut:
Love forever lives in us and
Music sings tomorrow true,
Our day blessed by the two.

Ways are changing every year,
Today spins another gear-
Turning forward to the beat,
Seventeen it may be sweet.

Days are slowly passing by
They fall like dominoes, I try
To make the best of every breath
‘Cause in the end there’s nothing left, but Love.


Lucky dog, Ladybug & Cloudsong

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2009.

Run your heart out
Lucky dog
Hunt all day and dream all night
We love you
Lucky dog

We fall in love you know
A kiss before you go
Ladybug
Inside my gentle palm
Sing euphoric song
Ladybug

Clouds give rain give snow give shade
Give love with sky pillows so grey
Watch it how it throws the mind
Hold my hand let’s fly this kite


Fish jumping in the water

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2010.

Fish jumping in the water
May you might understand?
I sit on this bank of river
Thinking of a way to say 

I do. I love you every people
Thanks for living in the world
Making noise for all the boys
And taking pearls for the girls.

See the bird there in the sky?
Listen to her word and song
May I might not know her well
But I am sure we’ll get along.


Joy Blues

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2017.

Pick up feet,
The pace and beat of her
Song– she’s got me holding on.

Roll and rock,
Her hips and lips so
Sweet– this girl got a grip on me.

Hope to climb,
Yes you will find this
Time– I rock and roll and rhyme.

Sing that tune,
Always you do so
True– with joy, yet still so blue.


Centric Flight (Lullabye)

William Wyatt Hauptle (1992- ) written in 2018.

Whither went- the weather whisking-
Noonday sank the sully sun
For better, worse- forever drinking
See the world and hear her hum

Thither was- a kite in flight-
Of lucid understanding
Lost in twain- with Mary, and Jane-
Who two were too enchanting

Oh deep night- of centric flight-
Into thee down I’m sinking
It is late- when dreams await-
Mine eyes are only blinking

Into thee I- dance with my-
Newly founded mem’ry
Here is moon- to throw illume-
Upon our blis’t ephemere

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