Another bullshit pop song nothing it says is true listening searching for a clue as I get old, my parents get old and my dog, my friends, everyone I knew and the sun gets hotter, then bigger, then cold. I’m not sure what I saw…

Dream of the Fisherman’s Wife   Art or shame? What was the birth of a movement But the idle daydream of an artist? Once a mere idea, transformed by 34 rules To contain within a mix of horror and excitement. Was the creator depraved or…

Seasons   You can’t keep everything that’s beautiful: Fall’s first red leaf popping brightly beneath the green, a hidden gem waiting for death to reveal a new type of beautiful life.   The crawdads splash, pitters on the water. You can’t keep everything that’s beautiful,…

  The breeze caressing my face As I begin my journey through the sand The desert calling me to sit down The beauty of the moonless night Looking up and observing the sky That is what I am best at “observing” it seems Contemplating how…

We’ve come to the place where two roads diverge, and I, I’ll take my own path.

Butterfly Glasses All that might be Hearing winds swaying leaves With care, I emerge Full of wonder Feeling warm golden sun All that might be Full of hope Expanding outward, I stretch Fragile wings slowly unfurl Full of joy All that might be Inhaling peat…

I promise myself, today I will not cry My tear soaked pillow can hold no more My scratchy throat can sob no more My blood shot eyes can burn no more   I take a deep breath I promise myself, today I will not call…

Since I saw you, I read your texts, I laughed with your ideas, seen your cold blue eyes, I realized, I want you with me. Your strength is mine, your charisma is mine, your dilemma is mine, your skin is mine, your lips are mine,…

See that girl, The one with the smile? Do you know she’s been hurting for a while? She was the butterfly who had her wings pricked She is the rose that burned She cried herself to sleepless nights Just wishing it would stop She watched…

Some days feel like too much. Some days not enough. Some days are easy breezy. Some days seem extra tough. Some days we dance on waking. Some days feel like too much. Sometimes the only difference. Is the feel of love-warmed touch. Some days we…