Someday When I wake, this I say, “Let me live my life today.” When I lay down, this I cry, “Let me live before I die.” Now I wake to the sun’s rays. I’d like to spend the hours at play. But money urges me to my desk. I won’t be getting any play or rest. Someday I’ll leave this job behind. I’ll find a … Continue reading Someday, a poem of hope and tears
Nature is filled with spirals that equate precisely to the math of the stars, the seas, and so much of what we know of life. Isn’t it interesting how much of life fits into mathematical equations? There is a connection between everything. Humans have studied it for years. Science cannot dissuade it. Instead, science continues to prove it. The vibration of the stars is the … Continue reading Connections
None of these are mine. I just wanted a laugh and thought I would share some the funny memes I have seen over the last several years. ENJOY! Which one is your favorite? Continue reading Random Funny Memes
There is a wood with no beginning. Glad am I, to see it spread above me now, canopy thinning. I wish that I may find the end. I could rise like birds from ashes, or carried by twisting winds. I would melt into the ether, finally living out my end. If desire and desperation could reality impart, I would ride sunrays like rivers, freedom lightening … Continue reading Sunrays Like Rivers, a poetic wish
The neglected old, the imprisoned innocent, the once-loved, and the never-loved. People are forgotten every day. Loneliness Epidemic In the cages, silent sit, The doomed and ancient, Credence stripped. The tireless dead echo their pain, Commiserating In dismay. From without, I see within, But cannot lift a Hand to win Back the lives they’ll unjustly lose, Unloved, abandoned, and abused. I meant for this post … Continue reading Loneliness Epidemic, a poem and meditation
A Tale of Jenny and Margie Let me tell you about Jenny, just a little tale I heard. How the best of intentions don’t make a difference in the world when you’re half drunk and half dead and up since last Thursday. I can’t tell you how she got there – it’s illegal, but don’t worry. She made a decision to change things, so never … Continue reading Jenny and Margie, a busted up tale
Reciprocity is a blade-handled knife. Unexpected, undenied. We each grab at pain and thrust at our equal, Knowing we too deserve what we give. When I rise, dreams wasted hence, I hope to earn what I have spent. You take it all and weep with the angels. Bleeding, I wonder which one of us fell. And when I land beyond the veil, I can but … Continue reading Earned, a poem of truth
Friendly neighbor, Lush lips loose. Secrets of lovers, Threats of truth. Press me facedown, Nearly dead. Withhold my life with Garrote thread. Give me freedom From our woes. Leave me chilling, Still, alone. Continue reading Still, Alone, a poem of the dead
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