Laughter of children Wave after wave It heightens and fades And begins again   The merry- go- round Turning faster and faster A world of imagination As one dreams of space travel   Adventures abound with every visit And each piece of equipment Monkey bars…

So numb So aimless So disinterested A general,all encompassing lethargy and indifference to life Nothing matters All decisions are mundane ,superficial So transitory I cant save myself anymore I am lost.

OH MY GOD Bubble tea, cream cheese milkshakes, icecream why do you leave me so bereft when all i want is one taste i want so much to have you and eat you and drink you because that’s what we’re meant to do I think…

Curly hair and an impish grin, Merry green eyes and a confident chin, When he winked at me I got butterflies, He wasn’t afraid to look into my eyes, He told me he’d buy me an ice cream cone, And then he said he’d walk…

Train of thought derailed by quick walk  to book store, my order of picture books in. Running my fingers through the pages, across the words, savoring the art admitting I can never do such work, vowing to find a way. To splatter my carmine words across…

Sweet angst Come to me With all your turmoil and tears Only through you Do I move forward Not back again

A heartfelt prayer whispered In the stillness of the night Lingers in the silence Until the morning light The Suns mighty rays burst forth And thrusts it to the sky Then is gently carried By a breeze passing by It makes its way toward Heaven…

With great trepidation and much perspiration I write 12 poems to prove my poetry is beast. Realizing that my angst is unwarranted because my poetry maybe admired by others, but it was always solely meant for me.

People in pain They lie Just like the rain They cry   People who worry Hide behind fiction Always in a hurry To escape a mind of friction   Whether to protect those we love Or escape critique Lying to those above The situation is…

I heard a dog howling….and i wish i could howl out too…instead i am snapping and yapping at everyone…i am talking nasty…and though i should be ashamed of my behaviour…i actually feel cruelly relieved. I am numb And i am frightened Of this person i…