If I were a twisted cloud I would have the wind to blame For the awful shape I’m in But being not of vapor made wispy and spread across the sky
I can write a happy poem This I’ve always known Despite the part of angry me That reveals itself in my poetry There remains a child deep inside
I expect little And I always find More than I need An abundance So easily perceived
“Judgment” How cruel the word in this less than perfect world Giving allowance to all measuring by absurd standards
What happened to tomorrow It was just here yesterday What happened to tomorrow It seems to have run away Taking with it all my dreams
The quiet of being me I need no bombast No crowds of adoring people Only the quiet of me Listening to the voice that whispe…
Thank you for waking me From my slumber I do not live without you I must be read To be alive
The flames leap higher eager, young and ever reaching for the sky And as the fire dances its dance We elders sit and watch
Oh I know the dance Called life It has a nice beat And I move my feet To the rhythm
There is no capture for my words no pen or paper here inside me
Three doors await along life’s corridor passage only through one a necessary choice needed to be made
Time you thief robbing me so I never felt a lost moment or your rushing me forward
The rites seem wrong It gets in the way When I wish to pray I know there is a belief in me That has been warped
The doctor’s eyes found the floor And with a voice thickened and tig… Announced to me what I had alread… You have cancer and will need trea… There were three of us in that roo…
Hope is elusive Slipping away so easily Just when you have it And that secure feeling warms A bit of the frost so common now
The endless road ends All that I denied is now accepted The blackness of eternity beckons leaving me this brief moment I cling to even
There’s a song I didn’t sing, I have a tin ear. It goes through my mind tune less, Like a sound that almost was there… I so miss the music that isn’t in…
I speak of what was lost Since I came upon this place Once a garden tendered strong Now weeds and dry earth did replac… My Eden
The clock on the wall mocks me With its simple gears and a helpfu… A drop of oil here and there It will pass the time relentlessly Never having to stop and rest
I walked through a graveyard It was dusk short of night I marveled at my sense of fright Expecting rising ghouls or bloody… Sticking through the well trimmed…
Conspiracy They plot away In some secret mountain retreat Nestled in the Swiss Alps A chalet tended by deaf servants
The cheer of the crowd Loud… reaching low lying clouds Shaking the angels From their soft sleep Attention now drawn
A cool breeze enters the forest ca… leaves are already falling and arr… in a circle beneath Keeping warm the smallest root Cupping the morning dew
Wild flowers In a vase Tightly held The narrow neck design Working well
My dog Hardly a fitting title For so vital a part of my life There is nowhere I go When he’s not under toe
It holds us well An unbreakable spell Cast long ago In evolutionary creation “survival first”
The devil is a smart businessman If he’s going to buy your soul He’s going to get you cheap.. you… So he starts you young Just a tease or two when you’re re…
Belief in what I know Indeed thin ice upon which to skat… With much cold water and little ai… My burning question has always been
I had it under control Deep deep in my darkness Dwelled a monster purest black That made my life a mess I escaped I thought
Joy A lost friend When did you leave? There was no fond embrace Or hug goodbye
