Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Not what but Who

What's keeping me here?
Is it lack of talent
or could it be too much?
Is it laziness or
trying too hard?
Is it self pity or
self doubt?
Is it someone else or
just me?
What's keeping me here?

The ability to change your destination
isn't left to anyone but you.
The ability to take the first step
towards the right direction
isn't left to anyone but you.
The ability to crash and burn and
then begin again
isn't left to anyone but you.

What's keeping me here?
It's not a what but who.
Who's keeping me here?
The answer to the question
is you.

Monday, August 3, 2015


This is not what I wanted.

This isn't the way it should be.

This is not what I planned.

This isn't  unfolding properly.

This isn't going to last.

This won't be forever.

This isn't just a phase.

This isn't just one of those things.

This won't last forever.

This too shall pass.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Completely Connected

More information
less interaction
with that right in front of you.

Sat down for a moment
looked up after a minute
I seem to have lost more
than an hour or two.

Interrupted service
Lost connection
prompts questions of
Now what do I do?

Do you make life simpler
or more complicated?
Are we getting smarter or
merely sedated?

Laptop, tablet
desktop, phone
Completely connected
but still quite alone.

Monday, July 27, 2015

This isn't a Test

How do you expect
such grandiosity
while sitting firm on
your hypocrisy?

In this life we seem
to expect more and more
but too often too many
do less and less.

Are we really using to our advantage
our brightest and best?
Last I recall
life is for the living this isn't a test.

Friday, July 24, 2015

What Happened

I don't know what happened
that can't possibly be the time
I remember waking up
but now the sun's met the horizon line.

Drifting in and out of hours
thinking thoughts not quite concrete
Some how today decided that
it must escape from me

Gotta get it together
Gotta find my focal point
Summer days won't last forever
Soon it'll be time for stormy weather

My many moods are becoming one
My mental state's not quite undone
Keep the demons on the run
Time for reality, won't that be fun

Thursday, July 23, 2015


My body feels better
my brain feels worse
true happiness
is its own
kind of curse

By brain feels better
my body feels worse
If i figure it out
Will I be the first?

Choices made
The plot's been played
What happens tomorrow
starts with today.

Que Sera Sera
Is that the final
Ha Ha?

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Today I begin

Today I begin again.
Time to catch up
with an old time friend.

This person had plans.
This person had vision.
This person had
creativity and dreams.

She's been neglected
for far too long.
With a bit of  attention
She can grow strong.

It's time to renew our
past rapport.
There's so much we two
have yet to explore.

Open my eyes.
Open my heart.
To recapture this friendship
I must do my part.

Today I begin again
Time to  catch up
with an old time friend.
Hello me,
How've you been?

Monday, July 20, 2015


I'm not a morning person
Getting going's 
the hardest thing to do
Up all night
I feel alright
but daylight's 
not my favorite hue
Open an eye
glance about
start by sticking
one toe out
You're not alone
You can do it
if you try
Time to get up
and greet the sky
Like it or lump
You have to try
are madness
but what
can you do?

Friday, July 17, 2015

What did I

What did I do yesterday?
Oh yeah I wiled the hours away;
Doing this and
Doing that,
Wandering here and there.
Lost in my own reality
Of time I didn't care.

What did I eat yesterday?
Something delicious
and possibly nutritious.
Something filling
and not unwilling to be

What did I think yesterday?
I do believe it was of today.
What to eat and
What to do.
Of where to go
What time and Who.

Day in day out
It's what we do.
Wonder the hours
before they're through.

Stop wondering and just do
and maybe
it'll come to you.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Haiku's to remember

Longing to stay true
through my internal struggle
to my inner me

Rev my passions and
ignite my soul's desires
Live my true intent.

I forgot myself
Wandered too far from my path.
Time to retrace steps

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Writer's Block

It's happening again.

Words can't find
a way to the page
from my mind.

I hear them in there;
rattling around.

They laugh at me.
I can  hear the sound.

Just try to  catch one
and it runs away.

I have nothing to say

Monday, July 13, 2015

Once upon a time I was a girl

The sky was blue the fields were green and I was eating ice cream.
The scent of roses filled the air and I was soaring with it
I saw a woman standing on a corner all alone
So I walked over to talk to her and maybe help her home
She looked at me and smiled; a memory in her eyes she said,

“Darling child, I am home. At least as close as I will get.”
I didn’t understand her but she didn’t seem to mind
She asked me to stay with her and help to ease her mind.

“Once upon a time I was a girl.” She said
“A long, long time ago. But now I’m just an old woman.
A woman who wants to know: From where does the rainbow shine?
Where do falling stars go? But most of all where does all the time go?
Where does it go?” I didn’t understand her questions At least I didn’t then.
But now, as I sit here alone in the park and watch the children play, somewhere in the recesses of my mind I hear the answers to her questions; At least I think I do.

Colors seem to come out of your mind. Rainbows are just thoughts all in line. Falling stars, I’ve seen them on the shore then just grains of sand and nothing more. I still wonder where all the time goes. I don’t think I’ll ever know. But once upon a time I was a girl.
 Yes, once upon a time I was a girl.

Friday, July 10, 2015

As Nothing Does (6/93)

Nothing is as nothing does
And some say nothing never was
But I’ve seen nothing
And done it too
And it’s quite something
I’ll tell you true

So when someone says
There’s nothing to do
Then tell ‘em quick an
Tell’em true
“You’re up to nothing
So what else is new?”

I’ve done nothing
Long before you
Enjoy your nothing
And I will too
‘Cause nothing’s as fun
As Nothing to do.

Thursday, July 9, 2015


A world built on a merry-go-round

Is what I’m living on.

Round-n-round-n-round it goes

Faster then slower then faster again.

I wish it would slow down a bit.

I wish it would so much.

Life goes by quite fast enough

Without this added touch.

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

More and More

More and more
I'm noticing
I don't know who
is on the screen

I can't name
that tune or
even the band

I use the language
of another land

More and More
my meals
have changed
eating healthier
is not so strange

Get more sleep
Drink more water
Staying up late's
not all that great.

Sleeping in
enjoying the day
wiling the
hours away

Is it comfy?
Is it warm?
Will it weather
a coming storm?
Questions for clothing
has definitely changed.
Comfy not cutesy is
not a shame.

Seeing age from
the other side
smile lines
and silver hairs
Understanding the value
of I don't care.

Famous, infamous
Friends and family
One by one all whom
you know will
eventually have to go.

I now grasp fully phrases
once said to me
The age you are
is not the age you'll be.

Look in the mirror and I see
a me not quite the me
I used to be

Birthday by birthday
I've come this far
Make a wish and
it still we be

More and more
is reality
no matter if
you kick and scream

Why not accept it
Continue to persist
quite passionately.
Appreciate the moments
of everyday
Don't let your true
essence fade away.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015


Fleeting flashes
behind closed eyes.

Questionable memories
of times gone by.

How did I get here?
Where did you go?

What happens in the moment
seems to disappear in years.

I'm uncertain of my 
next tomorrow-

Where I will be?
What it will bring?

But as for today,
with feathers,
I play.

Monday, July 6, 2015

Limited Language

A picture says a thousand words-
I've less than that to use.

Limits to language,
How would I say
what needs to be said?

My morning hug would linger longer
so you knew I wished you well.

My morning kiss would be far sweeter
to ensure you travel safely.

Throughout the day more smiles and
waves more embraces and nods of greeting.

No complaints would be uttered for
words now precious deserve better than
random utterances.

More opportunities to be kind
would form upon my lips.

Laughter would light my eyes.

At meals more ahs and sighs
for the opulent portions I 
eat to show I'm satisfied.

At home once again with you
Words unused can ask,
"How was your day?"

Words unused can
comfort or congratulate.

Eyes meet, hands touch
bodies intertwine.
In the evening I am yours 
and you are mine.

Limited language
would never diminish
what I have to say.

Friday, July 3, 2015


Nothing insightful to say
just enjoying a beautiful day
Encompassed by love
surrounded by beauty
Thankful for just being me

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Window to the World

This window to the world
a genie no longer in a bottle
Does it do more harm than good?

Did you mean it sarcastically?
Did you say it with contempt?
Did you make a joke for me
or was it of me?

This window to the world
Allows one to forget or
remember, stalk or be voyeur 
to the neighbor next door,
the friends right down the street,
strangers in a foreign land or
The day to day people you can meet.
This window to the world's produced
New terminology for old demonology
Cyber bully, Troll, Online evil.
If you can't say something nice then
post it unedited for the world to see.
Go ahead it's easy based on many
comments that you see.

This window to the world lets you
Bake a better cookie
Set a nicer table
Fix your computing device
when once you were not able.

This window to the world lets you
Laugh at kitty cats
Ah at the puppy dog
See the bouncing baby
girls and boys.

This window to the world lets you
 Make plans
Greet fans
Buy tickets to far off lands
All this and more
 your fingertips explore

This window to the world
a genie no longer in a bottle
Are we using it as we should?
Does it do more harm than good?

Wednesday, July 1, 2015


Every time
on any day

Every time
in any way

I see forever

I seem to see

An unchanging sameness
Without exception

An everlasting continuity
Without end

An uninterrupted reality
Without equal

Every time


Tuesday, June 30, 2015


An exercise
An art
A practice in frustration

An instrument
An incident
A single sublimation

An eternity
An instant
A moment in time

An echo
An ego
A staccato or rhyme

Monday, June 29, 2015

Dereliction of Duty

Words have been silent for far too long.
My will is weak but my desire strong.
How much longer before I obey my own siren song?

Out of practice
lost in time
no longer waiting
for the next rhyme
I must again

Words have been silent for far too long.
My will is weak but my desire strong.
How much longer before I obey my own siren song?

Trying to forgive me
my dereliction of duty
My muse reminds me
of my creative beauty.

Words have been silent for far too long.
My will is weak but my desire strong.
How much longer before I obey my own siren song?
The words no longer silent must go on.