If figuring out who we are
Is giving us sorrow and pain
Maybe we should raise the bar
And fully engage our brain
Ascertain what we have got
To elucidate who we are not!
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 4:43 PM UTC
Finding the warmth, comfort and food
It so desperately craved
The baby snuggled up to the breast
Completely at peace, blissfully unaware of
And not caring at all about the world
Making me realize that those moments
Must have been the highlights of my life
Where absolute need met complete fulfillment
Memories now resting dormant and unremembered
Locked away within my deep inner self
Unconscious recognition that made me who I am
Never to be experienced again
Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 7:37 PM UTC
A landscape as far as the mind could range
Devastated, black, void of color or life
He had walked for days without change
Through a world of conflict and strife
With tired steps he kept moving along
When he passed a large blackened stone
Inside a small crack something seemed to be wrong
Something that stopped him and jarred him to the bone
In the middle of that little crack
Grew a tiny bright yellow flower
A yellow light surrounded by black
An image of unimaginable power
It called out to him ‘do not despair’
Even though it may look bleak
For if you open your heart and honestly care
you will always find what it is you seek
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 2:54 AM UTC
Today I said goodbye
To my sanity
Going to live
According to my
Inner values
Listen to the wolves
In the middle of the desert
The wasteland
Of my own thoughts
The one-way streets
Of my brain
The black holes
Of my consciousness
Listen to the owls
Flying overhead
Their infinite wisdom
Pointing the way
Today I said goodbye
To my former self
Going back to
Virtuous thought
To living in the moment
Hearing sounds
So pure
They transcend
Reality
Seeing colors
With eyes closed
Rainbows of
My mind
Today I said goodbye
To the world
Around me
To the stress
Of everyday life
To the lies
And illusions
To the bears
And the bulls
To the ups
And the downs
To friends
And enemies
To false promises
And hollow pleasures
I am me
I am free
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 3:09 AM UTC
Your warm soft leg
Brushing mine
Full lips slightly open
Snoring quietly
Black hair fanned
Out across the
Pillow
Face relaxed
Smooth skin
Innocent
******* rising and falling
Rhythmically
******* poking
Against t-shirt
****
Looking at you
Feeling love
Seeing beauty
Taking a snapshot
For my heart
To remember
During hard times
Sometime
In the future
This incredible
Totally awesome
Sleeping beauty
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 10:52 PM UTC
Elephants trampling the young corn
With clouds as indifferent bystanders
My tears soaking new growth
That will never reach maturity
While the Universe watches
A double rainbow born of tears
Fades into the mountain
Leaving a vacuum of hopelessness
Over a sea of forgotten promises
While the Universe watches
Rose bushes ****** the children
With thorns made of recycled war heads
And laments float precariously
On anger filled dead rivers
While the Universe watches
Prayers are lost in icy snowstorms
Hope is nestling with long dead dinosaurs
Happiness morphing into empty darkness
With love pulled like **** from the ground
The Universe had finally turned away
Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 12:02 AM UTC
Trying to find myself
A lifetime of effort
With no beginning
And no End
Going down one-way streets
The wrong way
Ending up in dead-ends
Long times of searching
With nothing to show
I know the ‘what’, but not the ‘who’
The ‘what’ is easy
The ‘who’ unfathomable
The mirror tells the outer story
The dreams maybe the inner
What do my actions and reactions
Tell about who I am?
Are my moods, my happiness, and sadness
Linked to my essence, the ‘who’?
Will I know only for sure
After I die, when I am just soul?
Are the answers in this other dimension
Never to be known in physical life?
Why do I need to know ‘who’ I am?
Is it not enough to know ‘what’ I am?
Would I live my life differently
If I knew ‘who’ I am?
I guess I will never know
Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 8:02 PM UTC
Weighed down by the chains of his past
His future beckoning to him from the sea
He contemplated, but hesitated to jump in
Not knowing if he would sink or float
Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 11:39 AM UTC
He was hearing the most beautiful melodies
Even though he was deaf
She was seeing the most beautiful colors
Even though she was blind
He had traveled all over the world
Even though he was in a wheel-chair
Never under-estimate the power of the mind
Never belittle the power of the imagination
Never put a person into a box
Based on what you see
But open your mind to endless possibilities
Created by the power that is humanity
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 8:17 PM UTC
I grab the empty bottles
Put the glasses into the sink
Pick up my ***** underwear
Empty the overflowing ashtray
Open the window wide
To renew the air in the room
Where last night
We had talked, and smoked
Finished all the bottles
Of my cheap red wine
I straighten the pillows
On the old ***** couch
Where last night
We had fumbled around
Drunkenly but eager
Laughing about our inability
To **** properly
Too drunk to get it up
Too befuddled
To know better
I broom the floor
Where last night
We had danced
All naked
Holding on to
Each other
Listening to music
We did not understand
To love songs
We did not believe in
I am cleaning up
The mess
That is my life
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 5:22 PM UTC