Every flower
has a different
petal
Every flower
grows on it’s own
Every flower
blooms in it’s own time…
Every flower
is a different color
Every flower
grows in different directions
Every flower
has it’s own needs
Every flower
has it’s own time
Every flower
has it’s own roots
Every flower
has a cycle
Every flower
is beautiful
Every flower
counts…
Hopes and dreams
plots and schemes
running from sadness
running to madness
nothing as it seems
something in between
stepping forward
sitting back
watching the fray
it will land where it may
just another day
seesaw emotions
sliding into a abyss
mind rollercoaster~
ain’t it sublime
racing time
it’s a shit show
on the horizon
got to let go
holding too tight
I’d rather let
imagination take flight…
Holding on
Letting go
making changes
room to grow
filled with hope
kinda dope
turning stones
going with flow
facing demons
Killing Them.
New paths
old roads
passion renewed
heart overflows
wherever life goes
Heron spirit glows
counting blessings
enjoying life
embracing possibilities
laughing with crows
my soul knows
sunrise…
my~how it glows…
Starved poet
left for dead
aching for love
fed only dread
years roll by
wounds and scars
always healing
always facing
starved poet
longing to be
understood
lost in the woods
daring to hope
trusting a ghost
longing with hope
know where to
find buried treasure
follow me out
of the cave
of despair
to live again
to feel alive
to have hope
thrive
in a blink of eye
dreamers folly
dreamers quest
anyones guess
to flirt
to touch
to feel the stir
aching
to touch
to hold
to kiss
to love
again
starved poet
alive~
again
take me
as I am
maybe
if you dare…
Lost and found
found and lost
so the circle
goes~
Time heals
time steals
time stands
time ran
so the circle
goes~
Friends
lost todays
found yesterdays
so the circle
goes~
Moment to grow
moment to go
moment to let go
so the circle
goes~
what’s lost , what’s found
time lost, time found
friends lost, friends found
moments~
so the circle
goes…
Dreams whisper
on the wind
Hope floats
on the clouds
Spirit calls
on the wings
the stirrings
within
the struggles
without
beating back
doubts
giving them
no clout
on a path
by design
on a path
by divine
why question
what we
can’t control
each passing
day
growing old
holding onto
dreams
on the wind
hope
on the clouds
spirit
on the wings…
One at a time
toeing the line
stepping back
stepping up
side stepping
holding on
letting go
time to grow
Dreams taken hold
can’t fold
do what you must
do you have the guts…
today
tomorrow
everyday.
No more pushing off
no more delay
Go now
Dream now
Do now
now…
Madness
in the eyes
of strangers
Madness
in the words
of friends
Madness
in the
lockdown
Madness
in the
streets
Madness
wrought
through~
what
to do
when
Madness
rules…
Thankful for
every breath
thankful for
every step
thankful for
every soul
who loves me
thankful for
everyday
I get to
try again
thankful for
trials and tribulations
that have taught
me everything
including how
to survive
thankful for
every sense
thankful for
being alive…
Dreams Alive
Dreams Thrive
Dreams Drive
Dreams Glide
Dreams Slide
Dreams Lie
Dreams Phoenix
Dreams Rise
Dreams Die,
again…
