Be patient 
remain calm 
and remember 
to breathe 
the world 
is ablaze
as expected 
do not 
feed flames 
by flesh
or air
shout not 
this evil 
shall end 
just as
the winter
gives way 
to spring 

When I
was chaotic 
I sought 
out chaos
now that 
I am 
peaceful I 
only allow 
peace here 
be what 
you want 

A blip blop 
or bloop so 
goes the words
of my chagrin 
so close and 
yet so far 
said the horseshoe 
to the hand
grenade as both 
sat waiting together 
tossed so much 
for trying said 
the teen to 
himself when his 
invitation was denied 
if breeze were
wind then we’d
all be sailing 

A crystal glass
a tiny bell
these things ring
a pond and 
pool these things 
reflect a mirror 
and kettle these
things do tell 
oh but eyes 
they do speak 
loudest of all 

I think 
that fate
is what 
we need 
to go 
through in
order to 
reach destiny
or get 
stuck in
and thereby 
never pass
or settle 
for and
never go