FreeMind

May 2019

Emily

his name

his name makes my heart flutter
talking to him makes me stutter
his cologne scent drives me crazy
with him my thoughts get hazy
is this love?
do you see any doves?
then reality hits
and me and him do not fit
were to different
to worlds never to be touched
to souls never to love
but for now... reality is gone
and me thinking of you isn't so wrong
for now let me dream
and imagine us together, the perfect team
his name makes me smile uncontrollably
his name makes me laugh
his name makes me blush
but his name... is just another name...

May 2019

Traveler

FORECAST

And so it is another day
Plenty of sunshine
Rainy and grey
I'm sure change
Is coming this way
To the good
Or to the bad
To much weather
Can drive one mad

But what is weather
If not the force of change
Ice and snow melt in pain
Puddles of mud fall in love
Tracking dirt in
On the living room rug
And there a stain
Upon the heart
Forecasting storms
Will never part!

Traveler Tim

Apr 2019

Star BG

Poetry is

Poetry is life reincarnated.
Experiences that migrate to page
for exposure to an eye.
The lens that acts like camera
to catch a vision
of poet
so they may ponder.

**
Poetry is the music of words
that plays loud or soft
depending on the orchestration
of its band leader poet.
who waves their baton pen gracefully.

***
Poetry is born from everyones lifetime
but not everyone scribes them.
They just carry the saga's in hearts
to explore later when leaving this realm.

Just playing in thoughts

#poetry

Apr 2019

Hannah Rose

Mama

Little girls grow up
with their mamas
and they love them
for the rest of their lives

little girls
all grown up
will someday lose
their mamas

but mama
I'm not all grown up
so why
do I have to lose you?

For my mama