A group of ladies numbered three Woke at dawn and went to tea They stirred into their china cups a shot of Irish whiskey They socialised until eleven Talking politics and religion They ordered brunch and stayed ‘til lunch and had a juice with gin…

Our path are different Yet we stay together God paves your way With devotion you look Logic guides me forward With calculation and decision In this world Full of war Religion and logic That try to cut each other We live in harmony Understanding each…

The night resides for sleeping, I couldn’t stay awake, My body yelled at me, And my eyes wouldn’t cooperate. The night is designed for us Who love to roam the day, We ride the sun’s path Highlighting with laughter along the way. Sometimes we can…

The tides are in the midst of turning. Fog is low and heavy over the hills. The owl is half done whoooo-hoooing and the mission that I had is done. Soon, the earth will rotate again; currently is experiencing a tight hiccup, as the magic…

Decisions are journeys Road signs, turns, empty tanks Always keep moving

You rest easily In privacy, You sleep peacefully In private, Embracing the genuine comfort of the mattress overtime hours of a job you despised bought you. It feels like Heaven, Not blue sky without clouds, Without the Pearly Gates, Not the place grandma resides, The…

Sometimes I treated love like a spare tire Instead of like the only tire Patching it up, using fix a flat, removing nails And anything else Always trying to repair it in some kind of way Love is like a cancer attacking my breastbone Sore…

Here at the end of the hours bereft that all is done and dusted (well, no, I desperately need to dust) over, finished, kaput, completed. (climbing out of Roget’s) A time of wonder, now part of the patina on this memory palaces room’s walls. New…

Home is where the heart is But most days I feel heartless My home lies only within my body Its the only place I feel truly accepted Warm, confident, loved Every journey always leads me back To this place. I am the road most traveled…

The people that give the most are often the ones searching for meaning searching for some type of recognition Fulfillment in their lives I admire those people Who love without limits Whole-heartedly, givingly, sweetly But really there is no easy way to receive love back…