Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
Embrace the darkness It’s the only way That your light can shine
I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best
Always classy Never trashy Kinda sassy Sweet thing Ashley
Never seen Better scenes Than red lights On green trees
Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
I’m not sure how I’ve come this f… From sinking pit to shooting star. Could it be when I loved my scars… Or when I chose to be this bard? Maybe, it happened, as a lark.
I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity
There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion
I like to walk the razor’s edge I need to tiptoe through minefield… Don’t worry I’m a Libra If I have nothing else
I am not an actor That is plain to see I am just a shepherd Tending to his sheep Try to keep them safe from
I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below
I’ve lived, died, born, thrived So many times I’ve lost count So it stands to reason Our divine evolution Is the only thing that I care abo…