A Stone Hits Home
The trick is not to stick with what won’t stick. Life's stories are muddy quarries where worries cloud those under and shroud with their thunder bereft memories like lightning hailing pain for rain.
Melting Moons & Threading Stars
They paint magenta over black skies
or pale blue over white clouds.
Some painters dab their brushes
in magenta skies others in clouds.
Try Not To Cry
Some steps you leap
others you step and reap.
Some jumps you miss
other’s you fall into.
Water Fox
All in all ever illusive
always evasive
naturally pervasive
remarkably persuasive
and definitely destructive.
Salacious Dynamics
Reality is a tragedy of farce and irony
Enthralled with deception and immorality
Compounded by influence and opportunity.
Gypsy Cabin Blues
Holding tight to her green and arid sierra shawls,
she peers over a fresco valley set in leprechaun gold.
Like a megalithic Buddha she rests on a boulder's shoulder
beneath a thulian sky lit by a gingerline disco sun.
Trading A Soul
Home is in your arms.
And warmth is in your laughs
Right where peace lost its charms.
And logic laid down its arms.
Mirrored Tones
Taste is a matter of trust in one's
Own self not others' opinion.
Not all forms follow the norms.
Everywhere you look nature
Seems to mirror itself not others.
Tears of Sand
Happiness is a game of catch and release
where catch is a lease
that makes you please
and release is a pain that takes away peace.
Today’s Normal
Me, Me, Me, cause reality
undressed humanity
on tragedy’s runway
labeling empathy a runaway
from today’s normal!
Talking Walls
If walls could talk they would be a point of reference to recount the true story of every human tragedy and joy. If walls could talk, they would show more sympathy and understanding because they can listen for a lifetime without leaving.
Gone and Departed
Hearts shed people throughout life-
like broken angels crossing time-
in the form of lovers and loved ones.