I'm not heartless, I've just learned to use my heart less

making music in my mind
such a strange song

we know each other better than we know ourselves...

Charleston is charming
Wind, sun, water
Talk with my sons
Hope for her daughters

Life is indeed Absurd
Still I try to do my best
She and I, silent Thai
Her hair upon my chest

Florida has the Hurricanes
Seattle has the snow
Poems that endure
But I'll never know

Touches, gentle touches
Spanish lullabies
Susan Darlene Meek:
Dark hair, blue eyes.

i just wanted you to know
that I've been reading your poems
your stories
your heart
and I too
bleed for these words
like you
and I hope
you read mine too
when your heart
seek for words

The past has become scars and pains
Trapped in its bars and chains
Let's look towards the stars and move forward with what remains

Words float in the air
They rearrange themselves into a sentence
form a picture of a train and roll away

Words shaped like balloons
They float away but will be back soon

Words hiding in a tree
Leaves fall to the ground and form sentences for me

Musical notes rearrange themselves on a scale
Fingers jumping from fret to fret
or dancing on the piano keys
These are some of the things I see

Ocean waves roll in and write on the sand
Once it just wrote, "I AM"
Seashells with words lie on the beach
In a sentence they realign
Thank you Lord for this beautiful mind