Music notes. The only home I know. The sole thing worse than hunger is silence.

Have to make the note simple; Can’t make too many mistakes. She already embarrassed Her clothes ain’t clean. Maybe I should have argued harder To get the landlord to let us in, But I’m so tired, her brother and sister So hungry, I just didn’t…

My lack of thoughts Make this marathon A complete bust. Nothing seems to flow The that I want it to. I feel my poetry is forced Next time, I will opt for the Twelve hour marathon. Fighting against sleep And constant pain Headaches come too…

Am I able to write a stream of consciousness? A song of gratitude and thanks? For a year ago, almost to the day, Some Poets was born. Creative, energetic talented poets The world over Soulmate whom I have never met And, yet met Only on…

Dark blue clouds in the sky Drops of summer rain in my eye No need to ask why Weather is decided And we look above Hoping that God will show us love And favor the fruits of our labor Or we hope we will be…

I am under the weather, a vicissitude of life. My mood, is in disagreeable with climate change. My warm and sunny personality has something to do with climatic condition And the planet atmospheric position. I have to weather my mood, when I have occasional showers…

It is time again, Time to go out and change my place To change my patch and scratch that itch That itch that comes on the wind It is time again, To travel past Grandport, Past Granport and maybe even Latch Latching on isn’t something…

Pity me not chained conquerors I have sprouted wings, for I am wanderer.

It takes just the right tree to build the proper tree house; we had just that tree – the sprawled red apple tree made just that house, complete with a proper ladder and sturdy old board floor, built lovingly by my Grandparents, and we played…

endangered if you mean to discuss loss do not save end for last nor begin with red which will stain all that follows feather and scale horn and hoof tender your attentions on anger and apathy the danger of greed agile rapists in Eve’s garden…