I am a picture Painted to be perfect I am! A poem… To be told When nothing comes to mind I am… A story always ending But on a happy note I am, A song that is sung Inconsequential times I am- A doll broken…

Yes, you are. You’re a poet. Oh, I know I am. I’ve been that since the first time Mama smiled at my scribbles, my rhymes, my seven-year-old genius that only she could see. Yes, you are. You are a cook. Oh, I know I am….

Last night I stood on a corner I closed my eyes And felt the wind rush around me In it’s the pre-storm fury I thought it could take me away Far from the longest day of the year Far from the music I have heard…

Today’s the day I write 24 poems Today’s the day I won’t coward Today’s the day I rise to the challenge Today’s the day I put pen to paper Today’s the day I make it happen   Today’s the day.

A sky of stars Shining bright I dont know what I am A lot of secrets Buried inside I dont know what I am At times i fill with joy At times I dont even cry I dont know what I am Sometimes I wish…

An early morning There so many kinds of Sleep as the rain falls

Good morning catfish I hope that you slept well I’ve come to see you At the pond where you dwell   I brought you some breakfast It ain’t no biscuits, nor any eggs and bacon But it is a whole buffet I’m sure you’ll find…

I found the moon at the cemetery this morning I teared up watching two mourning doves search for their breakfast I wanted so much to help them for reasons I can not explain They appeared lost Seeking But Perhaps I only need to help myself…

Damn, i let my emotions get the best me I let it fill my mind with unrealistic possibilities My emotions got to my heart Now i feel it breaking again I cant breathe damn I should of known better Was i blind and not paying…

Mornings are cold in the mountains. The sun has yet to raise its head over the forested peeks rising above us.   The chickens are awake squawking for scratch they know is coming while the puppies yelp for the mother that is running the hills…