This dog won’t leave me alone Typing one-handed as she begs me for a bone. Or attention, whichever works for me.   This little monster is so excited Just to be here She’s so happy to have been invited! She climbs up on my…

The lights of passion finding its way to me an effect of my search or a premise to me conscious. How did you come trailing looking for me? when I have been in search of you for years. Where you not listening to my silent prayers…

In the library (like a poem from before but less rhyming) production in solitude no noisy cats or barking dogs I get the sense that I have not done what you wanted   I think about parts of some art that don’t exist in poetry…

A powerful way to make a major change Enthusiastically if you will, show how to look at things are really insane But, reinventing will cost you nothing On how you perceive things.

I am a song, l dance along, l play inside your head, come chase my lonely tune. I am a dream , a quiet place to be, in the darkness of the night, a lonely friend to sleep beside until the morning arrives, I have…

Behold, my mess of a desk, covered with a powder blue vinyl pencil case, a glass of water on a mosaic coaster, bags of original sea salt flavored potato chips, and a half-liter bottle of Snapple mango tea. But wait, there is more- sleek silver…

Bustling sound of busy tractor tilling the drought ground, Where rural farmers are busy harvseting corns and other crops of the season. Cage less chicken roaming around to find what’s left on the ground. Children of farmers loved to play on top of the hay…

Inner city blues Success has many clues The answer solves what’s real No matter how you feel   Sing a simple song of life That ends the violence, starvation, and strife That lets factual knowledge now be heard Where wisdom isn’t a foreign word Sing a…

As the first minute ticks by Let those built up words fly Just keep pace, don’t lose track Music flowing through the air Keep the second beats pumping   A little break- now take two A party, traveling through As a different artist peeks through…

Time inefficient Reads regularly at intervaled moments Totality engulfing the seas and reckoning yells often perpetuated by the wells Reading Meadowless fleet Wrapped about in rapt perception Towardinating the origins onto trusses and bushels The orbs are dropped Fallen out of basket weavers’ hands. Today…