Make up #1…. The End

There is a song that I hear whenever The End is mentioned. My mind is like that, a living collection of refrains, jingles, and chorus lines. A walking, talking, frequently whistling, Karaoke machine. Or juke box, I suppose. The End is just another word for…

Be

Be Love is all around u. Light is going to guide u. Be the light of love and shine ur energy so I can feel u from here. Be the force and move my mind body & soul. Be the peace and the calm so…

Talking To The Spirits

Yes, I talk to the dead… Well, they talk to me! Since I was a child; As far as I can recall. I talked to a 6-year-old; She said she drowned. I was 9-years-old… I made her mother cry. She said, I gave her hope….

Just a Man with a Sign

I live in a dark and lonely world One so hard to understand I have no family, no home, no friends Nothing but a cardboard sign to call my own It hasn’t always been this way I was once a CEO But the economy bust…

Poem 12

My First and Second love fight   Love fights, As they bites. Overriding each other priorities, They decide.. To let the owner satisfies, Whom she want to be her first and second love.. Her Passion(poetry) or her Sleep. Sleep said, she is used to of…

Hour Eleven: Beach Bum

Beach Bum   They call me a bum. Don’t talk to the dirty bum, honey, he’ll never leave us alone   I wake before the sun, shake the sand out of my blankets roll them up and tie them to my bike I stretch my…

HOUR 11 Travelin’

TRAVELIN’ With pencil and paper in hand I jot down the name, I jot down the brand.   For other folks the brand don’t matter but I write it down it saves on the chatter.   I travel from town to town aching with pain, but…