Poetry slows life down
causing the reader to
think rather than being
obliviously entertained demanding engagement
like a clutch needing
its gears to move
forward or back or
fast or even slow
Poetry requires no punctuation
lest for an ellipse
for poetry has only
ever been about words
and always denying convention
Category: Creativity
HighDesertMorn
The morning starts with
a blush as though
the buildings and mountains
were both embarrassed by
something said or done
High gray clouds hover
like paparazzi poised to
snap at the tiniest
suggestion of rain and
now as the sun
slowly stretches behind the
eastern sky like a
shy school boy raising
his hand bathing windows
with deep bright orange
as though whatever secret
the buildings and mountains
hide is hopelessly true
JustMe
I used to say
If I could find
a hut on a
beach or a cave
in the mountains or
a cabin in the
woods with just the
essentials that I would
be happy for I would
have then found the
strength there in me
BeingAnything
Being anything with yourself
is harder than being
anything with anyone else
Let’s start with forgiveness
forgiving others is easy
we all do it
all of the time
But when was the
last time that you
forgave yourself or let’s
try selfishness we all
have been selfish with
others but when was
the last time you
allowed yourself to be
selfish with you being
almost anything with yourself
is in fact the
cornerstone of your happiness
No not your happiness
with others but only
your happiness with yourself
Poet
The life of a poet takes its toll. Choose wisely.
