Concrete jungles rise high in the sky Most things green have been killed out A small oak sapling has risen Fighting against all odds beside a cafe It digs its roots as deep as possible Creating problems as it grows and grows Money spent along…

HUH??   “Welcome home!” “Thank you,” he said to appease me. “How are you?” my sentence began. He replied,  “I’m fine, how are you, my old friend?   Now there’s someone who knows where respect grows. Pardon me, if I lose you, on this one.  …

Sobbing sorrow wreaks havoc on hearts A child is missing, having vanished in the air Parents lie awake at night, guilt eating at them Efforts once made are now tossed aside Hope has been tossed away to the wind

How are you? I am. This is enough. I didn’t choose. I was chosen. I am.

A lake sits beside a trailed forest A Jeep comes roaring through Landing on a stump, a tire goes flat Panic ensues as a struggle occurs A fight that finally frees the spare The moon highly risen above the world Before the Jeep roars to…

#PoemNo19 Everyone you meet and greet, or even chat with will pose with this formal greeting ‘’How are you?’’ As it is regarded as an unspoken but practiced social norm which reflects common decency and polite courtesy. To that I will revert back with a…

Welcome home, kid While you’ve been away I’ve been right here grinding, Building effigies to long forgotten memories you left behind Yeah welcome home kid, The foundation you helped build supports my structure now Supports the sweat and tears, regret and conquered fears, but I…

The ivy crawled up the chimney sneaking into the cracks where water found a way in, and expanded. The ivy crawled up the chimney hiding behind the morning glories that camouflage the damage til bricks crumble. Large chunks fall bringing the ivy down too until…

We shall traveled together Okay, Uncle… By motorcycle. Excuse me. Her voice was restrained from saying no more at her uncle at his relentless effort so they docked her luggage between the space of their seats. Thank you… What for, Uncle? Without you, no one…

I’ve been keeping all the adjectives in the barn out back but the wind that welcomes home family and friends blew open the doors and the adjectives all got away still welcome home so I must go out and round them up with the horses which…