Think how awesome you are and smile
Remember that no one can bring you down
There is no crime

Smile, the feat of mankind
Quite unfathomable till day
Enigmatic to all words
Dragging in to feel

What Was I Thinking
What Was I Dreaming?

She Was Too Perfect
While I'm Just An Insect

She

The malodorous breeze was all around,
The hint of wind was piercing the thought,
The sense of

The spider is quiet.
It spins a soft web.
This catches sunlight
Tiny curled leaves that look like

Spring beckons

Dusk, fading daylight

Trees and leaves, vibrant with life

A choir of

I can't bring my tongue to move...
I shouldn't have played with magic.
How can a dose of roughness

is the Mockingbird on a tree
whose song is
whatever melody
or call
this lovely winged

...the meaning of dreaming...

these lucid intrusive

Tick tock, tick tock
That’s the sound of my clock
A hasty reminder that ill lived
Moments lost in

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typing...

This…
this digital mansion in which I nest
has leveled down to nearly

Men of power
carve up the world
like the Sunday joint
then with the blood of their enemies
do

Why poetry?
Poetry because my thoughts rhyme.
Poetry because God.
Poetry because love.
Poetry

Guys, have you ever used trig

Swathes of time between us, pulling
space stretching, our world escaping
through the seams we’re

I love, the way you laugh when your mouth is closed
I love, how it feels when you put your hand on

Love
heals.

Love
steals.

Love
is
many
things,

but
love
always
is
of
God.

I don't see things as black or white
while living in full color.
I do see more gray as years run

We try to find the roads that best lead us
on.
Some turn frail, edges wrought with centuries of

”If it didn’t rain, would the trees rise from the ground?”

you sent me a song, when it

Squatting on the silver sands,
Lazily;
I built the palaces unbuilt.
Only to be washed away by

Today the enveloping side/
Of the sun/
Has begun to sway/
My mind in heavy clouds/
Has lost the

CLAM

Fell in love with a cat
Nobody told me she was a clam
She was Tom and Gerry all in

The euthanized fireworks no long point skywards and, now, I curate their demise, knowing into which

Welcome! Welcome!
I've waited for you.
Now pray, tell me,
what did you do?
Walk past the

They tell us that we must forget to move on.

Jewish people remember the holocaust and want the

Eventually you'll laugh
And eventually you'll cry
Eventually you'll be honest with yourself
And

03∙10∙09
Written after reading portions of "Notes to Myself" by Hugh Prather

You are not like

Cicely is looking at the mirror while the scent of the casserole she made earlier tingles her nose.

In reverie, alone at twilight
hope is the treasure we share
through our waking dreams.

Hope

Too often I see sunshine stripped.
The ridiculing has begun
by people scared of seeing some

We wake hazy with dreams of bright new days;
Finding ourselves encumbered by foreboding

Tell me you saw it coming

in clouds that trapped the sun

did the glacier leak

did the ice

Two cats upon my bed,
one tabby, one tortoise,
staring each other down,
making a lot of

I used to say I couldn't imagine what my life
would be like without
something.

I used to say "I

Do not hate

It creates lines

They will be etched upon your person forever

Hold

Where art thou gone, humanity
Where art thou stay?
People dead on the roads, none cares, all walk

The wolf howls to the witches hour.
The gatekeeper comes out to play.
It's time to assist the

We are hungry.
We are displaced.
We are suffering.
We are embarrassed
by our governments.

We

I contemplate love
beginning to realise one
must turn a blind eye

In the small hours

she lays broken and bare. Wild eyes
caress the inside of her thighs,
stroke her breasts and tickle

All the leaves the trees have cried
heap up on the Autumn field,
they're scented proof that Summer

“It is time to pray son,” he used to say,
Maybe he was hopeful that one day it will change…
But I

You wear your years
with so much grace
as dreams and fears
have lined your face

and your

Brain, you will forget him!
Heart, you will erase him!
Both, you and I, will forget.
Will

A One Man Band.

Hanging upon a lamp post
a man is playing to the crowd
pulling their

Dancing hippies through the fields of joy and no worry
A place thought for people as of me
Tried