Temporary

I know I'm where
I shouldn't be
in more ways than one -
I know I'm hearing
things for me
to take when I am gone...

Rudeness
and arrogance
rub me a different way -
I see how
their anger affects
their lives each day...

I'm here,
but in my mind
I am so far away -
Avoiding
any depth at all
as I keep them at bay.

Privacy Matters

Loud words are spoken
intent to sway -
people to vote
this or that way...

I have a brain
and my own identity -
I'll vote who I chose
represents me...

I don't need celebrities
or anchors on air -
telling me their choice
as if I should care.

I'll vote my own conscience
I'll vote my ideals -
strangers with a microphone
won't dictate how I feel.

I'm sick of their views
shoved down my throat -
me and my own views
will choose how I'll vote!

No Stop Signs

Going a mile a minute
down the interstate -

can't stop now
because I might be late -

I must take time
to contemplate -

that with a little luck
and alot of faith -

I just might find
a successful fate -

and no longer
have to wait.

Maple Syrup

The smell of breakfast
filling the room -
the sound of a coffee cup
and spoon...

the sizzle of bacon
as forks rake the plates -
the smiles on the patrons
who woke up quite late...

the good things in life
like coffee and cream -
pancakes and syrup
the tea and the steam...

brings people together
as their day begins -
mornings in route
strangers to friends.

Waves

Courage is not -

the absence of fear
the ability to be foolish,
in the grasp of death...

Courage is looking -

in the mirror
acknowledging the human,
aspect in the unknown...

Courage is seeing -

the truth
setting a goal and knowing
that somehow, someway

triumph shines through.

Even if failure wins....

Life and death -

Courage
is the roaring rapid
through it all.

My Song

A thousand voices
can not reach you -
your lips can't part
for anyone...

a thousand poems
can not save you -
your heart has saved
what you've become...

in your eyes
a sea errupts -
with crazy little bitty lies...

that over take
your heart and headache -
buried beneath your silent cries...

for none
can hear you
you stand alone -

for none
can see you
you can't belong -

yet still the wind
blows your hair -
and you can see vivid clear

it's inside of me
I've felt it before
and apparently...

I'm back for more.

Goodbye

I hold a bunch of balloons
that I will now release -
because the helium inside of them
I really can't appease...

Red, blue and green
to heavy a load for me -
Solitude is the price I pay
to actually be free...

of the anger and frustration
that constantly weigh me down -
to soar to where I need to be
I don't need them around.

Boxes

Life's crazy
twists, turns, bumps and bruises
have let me know...

if it's meant to happen it will...
if it doesn't -
I will always have my memories...

no one can take those away from me.

My life experiences
that I savor -
now out of my grasp

faded photos...
wrinkled notes...
and long lost smiles...

do exist
if only
in my past.

Petals in the Wind

Your face is now
a stranger -
I don't know you at all
anymore...

yet the pain
you must be facing -
is unbearable
I am sure...

may faith somehow
greet you -
may hope give you
a way...

to deal with this
unhealable heartbreak -
for you and yours
I'll pray.

Relax

Cut the chains

let your stress roam free -

look ahead

at what could possibly be -

free your mind

of the hypocrisy -

and enjoy this day

just let happiness be.

Water

Sweet rain
of sweetness -
fresh smells
green leaves -
pitter patter
windshield wipers -
new growth
blooming flowers -
tipped toward heaven
to drink in -
the cup of
life.

Loveless Regrets

Behind her eyes
lie secrets
of things she'll never say -
inside her thoughts
away from all
they reappear each day...

Is it wrong to think
and know the truth
that things aren't as they seem -
is it wrong to drift
to another time
and plan out another dream...

She holds her fears
close to her heart
for that is what they fed -
when they took
away her innocence
while she was blindly led.

Stairways

When I close my eyes

I can vision my life -

but I just can't seem

to get there...

when the sun sets low

and my feelings know -

there's gotta be

more out there...

stuck in this reality

alot out there in this boat with me,

when do you settle

and chose to see this is all life can be...

Is this all life can be?

I suppose it starts

with a little hope

if I can finally figure

out how to cope...

and make that

lemonade they parade -

with a sour

serenade...

just a sour serenade.

Words

We all say things that
we'd like to take back -
we all act in ways that
we really shouldn't act...

We all have thoughts
that need to go away -
we all have nights
that reveal a somber day...

Sometimes words
cut deep with no remorse -
It's best to think twice
before we use our voice.

Vases

The eve
of the pink roses -
make you contemplate
your current state
of life...

makes you
realize how fast
it might last
and how time
goes bye...

One chance...
One offer...
endless sea of opportunity -
if you just let go
and let it be.

Spring

The storms that
make me wake and shake -
and give my heart
a pounding earthquake....

have given back
a brand new floor,
new walls, new roof -
a steel front door.

Something to learn
from the terror of fear -
every storm has a lining
and this one is clear...

Life can be turbulent
scary and severe -
but the clouds have a lining
the message is clear...

There will always be
a brighter day -
for any problems
that come your way.

Face each nightmare
that might haunt you -
for after the storms
rainbows shine through.

Progress

Peace
Quiet
Calm

can't be bought...

Choices
Benefits
Lessons

Must be taught...

Belief
Strength
Courage

Should be sought...

Challenges
Heartaches
Journeys

are all you've got.

Cereal

Favorite time
of the week -
Saturday morning
after such a nice sleep...

away from all
the craziness -
quiet with energetic
laziness...

the progress
will be up to me -
I say where
I have to be...

maybe soon
if all turns out well -
this will be everyday
only time will tell.

Potholes

I won't bow down
to the feelings of
depression -

I won't give
in to the world's
obsessions -

I will deal
with my deepest
confessions -

and live another
day learning from
life's lessons.

Red Corners

Strangeness
with the dangerous
the daggers are high...

I can't understand
why they all
ask why...

crazy sells
and strangeness smells
like greenery...

waterfalls with
rainbows drip
beautiful scenery...

Look around
the portrait of your
time here...

nothing lasts
forever and the
words were clear...

one day the
heart
will have to part...

fear.

Teardrop

Fathers leave mothers -
Mothers leave fathers -
children are angry...

and no one benefits.

Morals are passe -
Evil happens everyday -
Lovers walk away...

and no one smiles.

I have to wonder
where we're going,
anywhere or just aimless

ambition.

It's sad to see
the eyes of me -
deadened in this hopeless sea

of the lost.

Blooms

I'm thankful
with flowers in bloom -
lightening bugs
will flutter soon...

The sky above
is a perfect blue -
the sun has set
with stars peeking through...

All is quiet
except the breeze -
blowing through
with the air of ease...

Springtime
sets happiness free -
the birth of life
and the birth of me.

Furry Friends

Today while I did
what it is that I do
to save animals -

from a life inside a cage,
from a life without love...
in walked a man.

Just when I wondered
are there any
good ones left?

There he was -
respectful
and successful...

Called his wife
on the phone
and sent pictures to say...

he'd found the puppy
to replace theirs
that died that day -

a year ago.

Caring and so sweet -
him with the puppy as
the puppy licked his nose...

Reasurred me -
Reminded me -
Revitalized me -

there are men
out there who love
and who care...

He liked my
pink shirt and
said the puppy did too.

I was glad to be there
when you found
each other...

Good luck stranger man
to you and
your new furry friend.

Bridges

When the bridge is
long, high and intimidating...

I'll cross it...

Hands tight to the wheel,
head held up high...

No longer living
with regret of the past or...

fear of the future.

however your hands work -
how fearless your eyes are -
how strong your mind is -
how wise your ears hear -

Perserverance -
that is never overtaken with fear...

leads you on the road to
success.

Upturn

Deep breath
try to relax -
sit back and watch
the craziness pass...

Out into the world
on another rainy day -
so much to talk about
but not too much to say...

I made my move
with the cards I held -
I went forward
now only time will tell...

I'm holding hope
in the palm of my hand -
I'm counting on
supply and demand.

I'm putting my strength
in the one that I can help -
facing my future with courage
by believing in myself.

Doves

Here's a prayer for serenity -
to bring out the best in me,
Dear God please shine down on me
and take away sweet misery.

Unveil what lies deep within -
make it mean something again,
hug me like a long lost friend
and show me a life of passion.

this boat is a lonely ride -
God knows all the tears I've cried,
and all the stupid things I've lied
to find some peace deep inside...

the only way to get to there -
is understand and really care,
life can be hard and unfair
but God has a plan to share..

Open up that box shut tight -
let out fear and negative insight,
follow the path of golden light
to lead to that heavenly sight.

Rocky Roads

Turned sweet 16 -
started working the very next day...

haven't stopped since.

Turned 18 -
had my sweet son the very next month...

he's still here.

Turned 26 -
graduated college and had a bachelor party...

Eventually got the job I hoped for.

Turned 27 -
got married and bought a house...

and then another.

Milestones in life
are more like rocks.

The more you climb,
the more you seek -

the more you seek,
the further you go -

the further you go,
the older you get -

the older you get,
the more you understand -

Milestones in life
are more like rocks -

and the more rocks you climb
the stronger you get...

I haven't been climbing this long

to quit now...

I will achieve -
I will believe...

in myself.

Mittens and Gloves

The wind blows hard

against this old building -
the windows rattle
as the wind whips the trees.

Reminds me of school
when the world was so big -
wintertime was enormous
for young ones in hoods.

Back then all that mattered
sat in the desks beside you -
The clothes, fads and boys
who liked who, who liked you.

As you grow up
your life expands -
beyond the blocks you played on
with a dirty face and hands.

When I visit now
the houses aren't as big -
and those so important
I've never seen again.

Yet when the wind whistles,
and winter touches my face -
I visit a blast from my past
that no longer is my place.

Timer

You will be
away from me
so far you're not
a memory...

I will start again
this will fade away -
a beacon will guide me
to where I'll never say...

Why must my heart
make sense again -
the future's upon me
this past will end.

Mist

I feel quite alone
in a lonely world -
so many,
so close
but no soul...

cold days, foggy nights
winter chill, bundled tight -
heading out,
with the dew
in my eyes...

It's hard to find the
motivation, inspiration -
for my smile,
hidden behind
a tear of mine...

a fact I have to face,
the leather and the lace -
hard times get softer,
with time and space
so off I go...

alone in a cold cold place.

Refresher

Step outside
your daily day -
to do things in a
different way...

take a different
route to work -
buy something new
for a perk...

When lunchtime comes
eat something other -
than anything usual
like peanut butter...

Try different things
change out your grind -
A brisk walk or good book
will uplift your mind...

Choose to do
things you never do -
live life fresh...
try something new.

Tick Tock

There was a man -
not old, not young
he used to walk these halls...

A year ago -
he was here maintaining
what maintenance men maintain...

This year -
he's gone
he had four months notice...

I wondered why -
why him, why babies,
why the good instead of the bad...

Death.
Doesn't.
Discriminate.

Black or white -
young and old -
rich or poor -

Death.
Doesn't.
Discriminate.

I remember the man -
blue eyes, grey hair
needed a good shave...

He would sit -
at the table
in the break room...

Fixing problems -
having meetings
up until his time was up...

I notice everyone -
still running in a hustle
angry, hurried and stressed...

They didn't ponder -
the heart of life
theirs didn't even skip a beat...

while I wonder -
what does all that matter...
and who's next.

Patchwork

In my twenties -
sitting in my apartment,
the second floor layout
held such a nice view -

with hope too...

Journals in my hand
textbooks surrounded me -
I was young
and so tied down...

yet free...

Sweet sweet son
forever faithful dog -
my life ahead
held many visions

of all I would do...

College...
working full time...
the single mom
and enough inspiration

to see...

Goals are only
accomplishments -
to give your life meaning
and your fragmented soul

glue.

Dream Come True

Maybe I'll look
back on this day
and see what has transpired
in a positive way...

won't let my
mind be taken back
keep my eyes on the prize
and not what I lack...

I'm going to make
this dream come true
no matter what
I have to do.

Lines

I guess I've played
in the devil's playground,
probably stayed around
the sandbox...

Back in the day
all she had to say
was it would make you...

really skinny
really fast.

So I tried it..
white -
it went down with
a burn.

But I did it -

again...
and again
and again.

I wasn't sure it would end -
and it did make me thin...

I wrote the best poetry
ever -
had the most energy
ever -
straws, razorblades and
mirrors.

Eventually anxiety
took that drug away from me -
weird that one demon
won out the other.

Haven't been back there
couldn't cope -
now it's a drink
or a toke...

those over the counter diet pills
are about as far as I go.

Glad I got out
some don't know how to escape -
or when they do
it's too late.

The devil's playground
looks good from the sandbox,
but don't ever...

ride on the slide.

Go Away

Push, push,
push them away -
when they are rude
with the words they say...

leave them behind
in your past life -
you weren't meant to be
treated with strife...

better to be alone
with dignity -
than treated with
rudeness and inequality.

Monsters

Spring is around the corner
where the clouds go
Knock, Knock, Knock...

doesn't matter
where you are -
or if you're home or not...

Twirling, swirling,
when the clouds start curling
be advised the objects go a hurling -

Better run or find a place
better pray for a little grace
with a paralized in fear face

tornado's take their place.

Action

Lost little girl
in a big round world,
running to and fro
in a crazy daze whirl...

Daddy isn't home
for the past twenty years,
Mommy never taught her
how to fight her fears...

Limelights are blinding
when the cameras roll,
perfection is hell
waiting to take it's toll...

Money's only green
if it's money that you lack,
Once you've lost your innocence
you can't get it back.

Sentences

New life -
new wife...
time to make
a sacrifice...

to see the things
hidden in fear -
bring them closer
lure them near...

learn the canvas
is of many colors -
some alone
and some with another...

hand on my thigh -
I feel the reason why,
it's scary to trust
but we must try...

Why...
try...
I'll tell you why...

When the bed
is empty
and the night
is long -
from the fight
that never meant to be
that strong -
so let it go
when you know
it's not worth
a non-hello
and the walls are quiet
caving in your head
remember somethings
to be said
for
I'm sorry.

Goals

I'm setting my goals
I'll make my dreams come true -
I'll live my life to the fullest
if it's the last thing I do...

I'm leaving behind
the things that make me sad -
like anxiety and anger,
turn good out of bad...

I'll take this new year
and give it all I have -
push forward to accomplish
the things I've never had...

A list of goals will show
the road I'm going to travel
with passion and perseverance
as I watch my dreams unravel.

Vision

I feel in my heart
this will be the start -
the year that sticks together
or when it falls apart...
I see in my eyes
that the things that I despise
will lead someone to hope -
and someone will come out wise...
maybe even me...
If I turn out to be
that hopeful to see
that I find myself to be
so lucky.

Clockwork

Of course -
disappointment,

Each and every time
Each and every thing...

Over and over again...

Hold in the tears...
Hold back the fears...

Year after Year...

One thing
I can count on...

One thing that always
rears it's ugly head...

One thing,

that no matter who
that no matter when...

Disappointment...

will happen again.

Regrets of Many

Avoidance,
avoidance
I taste their
utter annoyance -

Such fear -
kept here,
in a safety net
quite clear...

Shame,
shame -
never to play
the blame game..

Doing again
what I've done before -
making mistakes
just to come back for more...

Leave the lights off
turn down the bed,
and try to erase
the things they have said...

Sleep tight, so tight
another lonely night -
it's cold outside
with a moon shining bright...

Grasping the truth
as I hide away -
dream of tomorrow
and forget what they say.

Waste

They trade their souls
for temporary
momentary gain -

Doing anything
to anyone to feed
the face of fame -

Self respect
and self control
seeping from their veins -

As they die in pride
ice cold inside -
just to hear their name.

Peek A Boo

The sun came out
no doubt -
the minute the work week
came about...

Shinning bright
with a teasing grin...
it's alright though
I'll have it again.

Sweet golden rays
shine down to say -
the rain is gone
come out and play!

Thanksgiving

Trees
Health
Animals
Necessities
Kia
Safety
God
Insurance
Volunteering
Income
Nation
Goals

Obstacles

It's a blind wall -

no one seems to care at all...

how it's built

or just how tall -

the top can make

one feel so small.

If you're not careful

how you crawl -

you just might

tumble down and

fall.

Secrets

Sit in an office,
a house,
or a mall -

Nothing...
I mean Nothing
is as it seems.

Every eye
holds a secret -
noone knows.

Every person
has a closet -
full and crowded.

Can't let out
those skeletons
duck and turn the corner...

again.

I look around
the secret few -
they don't know

that I do.

Funny..
relieving actually -
everybody is a little

sneaky.

Carnival Days

Caramel apples,
silver name plate
bracelets

The smell of hay
the good ole days...

Cotton candy
mud on your shoes -
a haunted house.

Crayons in yellow,
orange, red and brown -
pumkins and turkeys

hanging around...

Darkness comes early
bedtime is warm -
oatmeal in the morning...

fall charm.

Fire place ashes
warm socks,
cold floor...

Crisp leaves,
chilly nights -
yard raking chores.

Nuts on the hearth...
Marshmellows
roasting -

Sipping
hot chololate -
all nice and toasty.

Wet Truth

The truth is in the tears -

it will never be better,
it will never go away,
it will never be like it is
for the others...

smiles -
will never be for real,
laughter will never be
genuine...

not in this lifetime
at least not mine.

People -
will never really be there,
they really do not care
unless it's about theirs...

look at the phone
there is noone to call,
who can help at all,
not when you fall...

not when your heart
is alone and broken,
not when your dreams
are unspoken...

not when your life
is a token of pain
again...

the truth is in the tears -

has been all
of these years.

Mountains

October skies
leave images of mountains
as my eyes peak open -

first thing in the morning...

October skies
hang low over the windy breeze
with the chilly blow -

last thing in the evening...

puffy and pretty
as far as the eye can see
homemade cloud mountains -

made just for me.

What Matters

When you die
it won't matter...

your credit rating -
the size of your house -
the car you drove -
or designer tags...

When you die
what matters goes with you...

your dreams,
your talents,
your skills,
your childhood memories...

the way you treated
your fellow man -
helpless animals -
and hopeless people...

The halls you walked
will be empty...
The house you cleaned
will get dirty...
The people you knew
will move on...

and life will be gone
as you have moved on -

to be with God...

all that really matters
in the end.

Road Trip

I want to go to
Scottsdale, Arizona -
maybe pick up
a straw hat on the road to
California...

I want to ride down
Route 66 -
I want to find a bar
in the middle of
the sticks.

I want to see
the mountains -
with the desert
in my rear
view mirror -

can anything be clearer...

than Scottsdale,
Arizona -
following the pavement
on the road to
California.

Realizations

Empowerment...
Taking control of anything -
and everything...

mind, body and spirit.

If something isn't working
find another way
if something is broken...

fix it.

Quality of life
is about living it
to the fullest...

to the smartest.

No dress rehearsals
No do overs
here and now...

is it!

Needs

Noone needs anyone,
because there is
noone to need...

Ties that bind you -
are ties that need
to be freed...

He said -
do you know
how sick of it I get -

I do -
I feel the same
I say forget all of it.

Love -
fades, turns into
an ice cold shade...

wasting nights,
wasting days -
while misery is made...

I feel -
a cold change
is in the air...

soon -
these times will all
become quite clear...

and this
page will turn -
to new chapters here.

Observations

The barren woman
searches -
runs, screams, cries
for the child
she never had...

The lonely man
cringes -
as he steals again
from another man
his wife...

The wife
in lonely pain -
flees in fear,
hides from the man
always near...

The friend
looks the other way -
as another is dropped
from life
drifting away...

The artist
full of fame -
shows their talent
in vain
into lifeless shame...

The people
share the same -
craziness that has
run from rampant
to insane.

Consequences

It has evaporated
for all of them -
It is different now
than it was then...

The eyes are dark
souls sucked away -
I have memories
of the good ole days...

if they were
that at all -
even the happy
and so friendly fall...

neighborhoods,
they come and leave -
friendships,
can guarantee deceit...

Fulfillment
can not be found -
by those who
have let you down.

Sweet Sleep

At night -
I wonder why
you visit me...

it brings back memories,
a time when I
was young and free...

The world
ahead with dreams of life -
before reality and strife.

I see your vision again
and sleep so deep
my long lost friend...

I couldn't keep.

I wonder now if I could
go back to then
what would I begin -

I feel quite lonely
as life goes by
comforted with a silent cry...

Many times
I wonder why
this is where my life lies.

I'm letting go
of most things I know -
I suppose it's the only way to grow.

Goodbye to my past
that didn't last
it sure went by fast.

Vicariously

At my moms age she rode -
her and her husband
of many many years...

far,
her on back
clinging tight...

through the desert,
through the valley,
through the Grand Canyon...

He stayed with her -
3 kids - 5 grand
dogs and land

wise man -
never would
abandon them...

she stresses at work
day after day -
she was happy

to get away.

A man and wife
for real - the real deal
sharing their lives...

on a motorcycle
nothing more -
fear and all

they rode.

Saw Indians,
rock formations,
God's creation...

and appreciated it all.

Some people are gifts -

she said
the purpose is
to help other people -

learn
from mistakes
yours and others,

to live life -
not just exist
before you die...

and meet your final
destination
in the sky.

Cycles

The wind
is rolling in
darkness falls
early again...

as summers end -

beckons trees
to lose their leaves,
and hybernate
from the chilly breeze...

that will show
a lonely snow
maybe once
before it goes

cycles.

Songs

You think I love ya
though you're above me,
you think I want
you for your money...

Don't contemplate,
Don't hesitate -
I even think about ya
when I meditate...

I want your smile
it's worth my while -
to pick up the phone
and make that dial...

I'm thinking baby
that I'm in love with you -
please say this
isn't even true...

cause baby I know
this girls in love with you...

I see your face
and I'm a thinking -
I gotta go and
do some drinking...

and think about
what this is gonna do -
to our lives
both me and you...

thinking baby
that even maybe,
you and me could
misbehave...

See what two lovers
in love might do -
oh oh say this
isn't even true...

see what two lovers
like me and you -
see what two lovers
might do...

Oh oh I'm saying maybe
Don't think I'm behaving
seeing my baby
it's you.

Love

I know what it's like
to love a man -
to get lost in his mouth
and the touch of his hand...

Wanting his body
to be one with mine -
to crave it, hope it
will happen this time...

The sinful lust
can carry me away,
but I can't say no
when I want it to stay -

in that moment forever
and grasp for breath,
with his body
errupting with manliness.

His never ending
intelligence -
his laugh, his eyes
his selflessness...

The laws of attraction
keep pulling me back -
filling me up with love
there is nothing to lack...

with a self made man
to himself he is true -
a real man to protect
you him and him you.

Mute

It's hard to see the news -
the people and their views -
day after day they spew

as they say and do...

horrible things to one another
to each other -
sister and brother -
father and mother -

sad so sad,
and it's getting bad,
we've lost what we had -

this country

God
Pride
Hope
Class
Morals
Respect

gone...all gone
I guess from this point on

I'll turn it all off.

Home

It came -
It went -
It will come again...

I enjoy
the solitude -
the music in the background...

the dog beside the window.

Food cooking -
Fresh smell of paint -
Hair in hat...

relaxed.

Even if the rain patters lightly,
the sun bakes the roof
or the snow covers the treetops...

Planted by my own hand -

It is mine -
Is is my own
It is my home.