Being Patient

I've decided to be patient
of course I'm not sure
if I am

I made the decision yesterday but 

I cannot feel the change

I've decided to be patient

no more stressing

no more fuss

Always in a hurry

Always in a rush

I think I've got this

new me down

being patient

is a breeze

I think I've got this

new me down

being patient

filled with ease

I hope I'm doing it

correctly

I hope I keep it up

this being patient thing's

new for me

hope 24 hours

is enough

Beyond the Fog

Beyond the fog
A mystery
I try and try but
cannot see
What lies ahead I long to know
Which way to travel
where do I go?

Stop trying to see so far ahead
Enjoy the current moment instead
Some things are better left unsaid

Sometimes you don't need to know
Enjoy yourself, go with the flow
Beyond the fog will still be there
But will you even care?

Christmas Day

Today
a day
Meant to be
celebrated
not just for tangible gifts
but for spiritual benefits
Beauty of mind
body and soul
Generosity of spirit
Open heart
these are the gifts of which
we all should impart

Friends, Food, feelings
all greatly embraced
 Wealth of well being
which should always take place
Smiles upon each and every face
these are the gift we cannot replace

Peace love and happiness
laughter and loveliness
all of this
sealed with a kiss
a wish for a
Merry Christmas

Christmas Peace

Why is it that it takes a holiday

For people to come close together?

And why is it that there’s no other way

For us to show love for one another?

We should let the whole world know

That we all are one with each other;

And no matter what the world does now

We should change.

The world it should live in sweet harmony

And we should all give of ourselves;

And peace on earth, good will towards men

Should rule from this lifetime till the end.

Well we should let the Christmas Peace

Ring through the world each and every day

So we can all know we’re not alone. 

And if we let the Christmas peace

Ring through the world each and everyday

Then we could all feel that we’re at home. 

And the world could be a better place

For the entire human race

If the Christmas Peace could just live on.

Butterflies and Moonlit Skies

Butterflies and moonlit skies
dancing neath the stars.
Smiles reflected in your eyes
Thankful that we are
stranded between time and space
while gazing upon one another's face.

Trying to stay in the moment
not to think too much.
Hard to let go of the torment
that this is just too much.
Hoping that the fantasy
is in fact reality.

Butterflies and moonlit skies
dancing neath the stars.
Smiles reflected in your eyes
Thankful that we are
stranded between time and space
while gazing upon one another's face.

Laughing and discovering all our
common traits
Exploring and wandering
opening up the gates.
So much the same, a similar heart
so much in common a marvelous start.

Butterflies and moonlit skies
dancing neath the stars.
Smiles reflected in your eyes
Thankful that we are
stranded between time and space
while gazing upon one another's face.

Mixed Up

Mixed signals
on all sides
Promises of truth  and lies

Mixed feelings
hard to decide
Moral ambiguity
the art of  compromise

Mixed emotions
constantly surround
drifting , floating,
all around

Mixed up world
not quite of my own creation
Escape realty without hesitation

Reaching for Dreams

Member Cards

and Vanilla Cremes

Empty teacups

and mixed up dreams

last nights dinner

lingers in the air

this morning's wake up

makes me proceed with care

Reaching for dreams

Do I truly dare?

Miniature disco balls

silenced cell phone calls

Liberty stamps

and ink stained walls

This morning's calendar

says what I'm planning for

The world's just outside my door

time to go and explore.

Melancholy Me

Melancholy me

I wonder when I'll be

back to myself again.

Time on my hands,

Nothing is planned.

Thoughts turn gloomy.

When will I see me

back as myself again?

Despondent, Dejected,

Gloomy and Glum;

Partially cheered up

by a good chum.

Tired of this feeling,

Emotions constantly reeling.

I wonder when I'll be

back to myself again.

Blue's not my color

Mind's in a stupor.

Sleep deprived is

nobody's friend.

When will I be myself again?

This Melancholy Me

I no longer wish to be.

Time heals all wounds.

Make it happen soon.

It's time for me 

to be myself

again.

As Good as Gold

On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Five Gold Rings
Four calling birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtledoves
and a Partridge in a Pear tree.

I am in shock
I am in awe
I am in love with you
My love you are quite true

I will even forgive you
for continuing to bring
all those birds that sing
and other silly things

I never expected
Five Gold Rings
I never expected anything
The fine feathered menagerie
Made me believe you didn't care for me
Now I realize your creativity
An elaborate distraction's what this had to be

Why else would my true love give to me
all those creatures consistently
The game is over
Your plan succeeds
You are my true love
Yes indeed
No other tokens do I need

The silliness of feathered gifts
The plan to get me nice and miffed
All that you did
And now it's done
This game my love has been quite fun
As for other gifts
I don't need one
You've done more than enough and then some

CHRISTMAS PEACE

Why is it that it takes a holiday

For people to come close together?

And why is it that there’s no other way

For us to show love for one another?

We should let the whole world know

That we all are one with each other;

And no matter what the world does now

We should change.

The world it should live in sweet harmony

And we should all give of ourselves;

And peace on earth, good will towards men

Should rule from this lifetime till the end.

Well we should let the Christmas Peace

Ring through the world each and every day

So we can all know we’re not alone. 

And if we let the Christmas peace

Ring through the world each and everyday

Then we could all feel that we’re at home. 

And the world could be a better place

For the entire human race

IF the Christmas Peace could just live on.

Nothing

Nothing to say

I have no voice.

Nothing to say

but not by choice.

Nothing to say

how very strange.

Nothing to say

hope this will change.

Nothing to say

it's something new.

Nothing to say

What shall I do?

Give Thanks

Give Thanks

That's what the Pilgrims and Natives did

but not the myth

 that we all live.

Give Thanks

For Life and liberty,

for  love and laughter,

for triumph through disaster.

Give Thanks

Don't just think materially

think kindness and generosity

think friends and family.

Give Thanks

Buddha or Allah, Mother Earth or Brother Wind

 Krishna or Isis too

Pick all, one or any God or not it's up to you

Give Thanks

Everyday not just on Thanksgiving 

Thankful is the way 

We all should be living.

You, Me and Jumping with Glee

You had me and you set me free

So excuse me If I don't jump with glee

When you tell me that you miss me.

You traveled the skies to reach me.

Told me my smile set you free.

You hoped that one day we could be

Sailing together across the sea.

Over the miles our relationship grew.

My hopes, heart and dreams I stored in you.

As months passed you asked what I wanted to do.

After my answer, I felt you withdrew.

Our original passion we couldn't renew.

When you said you were leaving I already knew.

It's year's later you're talking to me.

I ask myself, "How could this be?"

You see, you had me

and you set me free.

So excuse me

If I don't jump for glee

When you tell me that you miss me.

Lost Boys

I cannot bear to watch you fall

and yet I cannot stop you.

The safety net I represent

I've now begun to strongly resent.

Wendy has left the lost boys.

Words

You tell me the truth 

in so many lies.

My heart finds it hard

to just disguise

The feelings you stir inside.

Come and Go

My Depression Moods

Are things that come and go

like laughing.

Laugh more

Cry less.

When you cry

Make it your best

When you're through

Consider this

These things I know

Come and go

like laughter.

Magic and Misery

live forever.

The Dark Side of Hope

The Dark side of hope

It's name is disappointment.

The feeling which overcomes you

When hopes been promised

And does not follow through.

Rain Rain Go Away

Rain Rain Go Away
A Children's Chant
A game they play

Rain Rain Go Away
It may be Childish
But I'll play

Rain Rain Go AWAY
Children know
just what to say.

Firenze Train (9/98)

Stalks standing stagnant 

in sun dried sand.

Silently stating

"So I stand."

Until time to replenish

Until time to begin

Stalks standing, standing still.

Dried husks devour dirt and

dust along the tracks.

Foreigners see yet

never look back.

Remembering only

The fields of joy

Not the sadness

Of stilted deploy.

Awaiting the new year

With laughter aplenty

Joyous revival 

Suns solace delight

Stalks standing

Sway subtly

with life.

Thinking Thoughts

Sitting,

Thinking thoughts out loud.

Talking to myself is how

I process daily life.

Recalling actions of the day

insecure questions

out loud I say:

Why am I doing this?

You just are.

Why have I never done this before?

You weren't ready.

Am I ready now?

Yes.

How do I know?

You just do.

What am I ready for?

Wait and see.

Sitting,

Thinking thoughts out loud.

Internal answers

make me proud.

Processing thoughts 

on daily life

as time goes by.