Memories of camping Being out by the lake Marking a fire And cooking dinner over it Play games in the woods Not for a prize but for glory only Pitching a big tent That has room to spare Roasting marshmallows and making s’mores. Then looking…

The moon shines through your window and you know that today there’s no glory for your team You spare a thought for solo athletes who also haven’t had the best of days But it’s no time to shed a lake of tears there is still…

Mewling wicked soul, echoing from black,white and brown race Puking bad words from their mouth and Stinging on kindred spirit. Denouncing illegal, immoral acts and publicly criticizing skin colors are blameworthy. Proclaiming religious beliefs are a curse,that causes human hostile. Homosexuality, transgenders or bisexual are…

A freak, crazy, girl, An alien in this world. That’s what peopld often call me, Whenever I proclaim You are my Lord. They don’t understand what it feels like, To be with You for the rest of my days, All they know is to judge…

I loved him so hard there was no room in my heart to spare For any other feelings when he took me Out to the lake that night. Through the canopy of trees, The full moon illuminated the planes of his face I thought, oh…

Snoring loud mouth of crumbly words, In a strange and twisted grammar and jagged phrases of Slime letters, weaved with saliva and drooling in a gelatinous stanza. Poets tossed and turned a Haiku into Tanka, in deep slumbered, Drowned in a free flowing Sonata. In…

A people person, funny and outgoing, that’s me. Full of life and ambitious, I enjoyed life to the fullest and love to party. Yes, a social butterfly but, I begun to suffer social anxiety and all. It bacame worst, I wasn’t my best self, Neither…

What kind of God are you, anyway? That you can be right here with me, Every moment of every day Is completely amazing. I have heard your footsteps, Understood your musings, Followed your guidance, Listened to your warnings. But, I cannot praise you. Simple praise…

For the glory of my country Over the lake I ride Resplendent in my Jeep My weapon glinting in the light Moon overhead shining bright. I’m hunting tonight. Anticipation rides deep within my breastbone The wind howls over the plains I see it in the…

Moon rise, moon river Lady sings, good shiver The jeep set free The stars a canopy You spare a hand I feel content Easy pulse at breastbone Slow pace, new home.