This world of heavy commercialism
of finding 'healthy whole alternatives'
to healthy living
Welcome to the world
of telling daughters they
are too much
and sons that they
cannot cry
Drink your protein soda,
your collagen tea,
Did you go to the gym today?
how about the diet soda and
single gram of sugar
in your ice cream
What, are you sad?
Why
move on get over it
the world can't be that bad
at least you're not them
Why feel or age when you
can buy
salvation.
6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 10:19 AM UTC
What do you do when you can’t get home
Do you find some corner to cry in
The world is an oyster
There are fish in the sea
The fruit is ripe
The bulls horns wait
How many options are there to choose
When all you want is home
Lost in the woods
See through the fog
Or maybe it’s just the light
At the end of the tunnel
When you leave home to never turn back
Where will you rest your head
A soft pillow
A warm body
A grassy hill under stars
Is it now home?
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 1:36 PM UTC
Sometimes we forget
the life we live
Losing sight
of all the world
Sometimes we lose
our forever goals
and the walls
close around
Sometimes we falter
hiding from it all
yet our heart
still beats
Sometimes we remember
a breath comes
some new fresh air
our lungs start again
The room we get stuck in
all the walls break down
the light of life
streams in
Sometimes we dream again
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 7:18 PM UTC
Wake up
thats what I heard
or thought I heard
when I lifted my head
to the sky
I heard
the wind blow
the bird song surrounding
the groaning of the trees
the rustling of leaves
I heard Wake up
the world feels more alive
I feel a part of it
wake up
go out and smell the roses
perceive, connect,
Wake
Up
just this morning
for the first time
I listened to the Earth
it told me
Wake up
Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 11:23 AM UTC
One second of time
This moment is all
that matters
Stop the clock and
take a snapshot
observe and reflect on now
Time is so often wasted
regret the past
worry on the future
Nothing that matters
find happiness now
that moment of peace
One second of time
Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 11:47 PM UTC
That little mountain stream,
How long has it been here
Surrounded by Rhododendron,
Moss covered stone?
Its source high above,
Its end far below
This one branching vein
How deep do its waters flow?
If I were a pebble,
Rolling slowly down stream
How far would I go
Before I find a water - fall?
Swim far little pebble,
Get caught in the stream.
Sink or fall, roll along
Until rest may be seen.
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 2:30 PM UTC
I hear the rain again
soft at first
but slowly rising
patterning
pounding
pouring
I hear the flood
is coming soon
It wants to take us
bring us
to some far off place
Our moorings unteathered
the foundations ripped apart
chaos in the eyes of man, yet
wonder in the heart
I hear the birds singing
the softly breaking rain
I hear the dawn incoming
to welcome a brand new day
Apr 10
Apr 10, 2026 at 1:24 PM UTC
I still wish to call you love
My fingers twitch at the end
of every line I write you
But now, I just use your name
Because to me
It feels one and the same
Love is synonymous with you
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 11:03 AM UTC
Fields of flowers
Planted in my mind
A garden for me(for us)
Memories and hopes
Marigolds and hydrangeas
Sunflowers to turn and admire you
As we walk along exploring.
My life, my world, my love, my loss
All contained in this little plot
A garden curated yet a bit of chaos
Maintained but allowed to grow.
Please take what you wish
Take care of it
Allow this piece of me
To flourish also with you
They will love our care
Together rather than alone.
When you aren’t there
to wander my field of flowers
Colors become more muted
Daffodils and Lilies, Irises and gardenias
All droop a little lower
But I still see you there
Flowers and memories.
Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 5:00 PM UTC
Lazing about under the soft glow of a lamp
Rain ticking away the time
Thunder shaking the window pane
Summer storm rolling by.
Waiting on a reply,
I know,
Nothing will come.
Learning new patterns
Forgetting old ways
Loving so fully
Ever the same.
The storm out side
It batters my heart.
Rain matches
My tears.
The shaking windows
The lungs heaving sigh.
The streets silence
Echoed in the self.
Drops on the window
A ticking second hand.
Tick-nothing
Tick-nothing
Drop-nothing
Tick-nothing
Drop-nothing
Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 4:51 PM UTC