I need to write like the sun needs to shine
like the wind needs to breath.
stars twinkle dogs ******

I love to hold a pen
and watch the words come out the end
reading what I wrote, and felt
and who was there and what was said.

There are stories in the mind
in the air, inside and out.
Must fight this demon doubt
who says I've naught to say.

I need to write to see
if someone hears me
feels me, holds this all together
and might say...."Yes!"

Somewhere the sun is shining
And the birds are singing
and the flowers are growing
And after the rain there's
a Rainbow.

Somewhere all the wars end
And the soldiers come home
And the wounds all heal
And the music plays
And everyone dances

Somewhere the children laugh
And run and giggle
And pick up rocks and
blow dandelion fluff
into the blue and white sky

Somewhere all the parents are kind
and the teachers praise
and the rulers protect
and the saviors are ourselves
and well...............we're happier.

It just doesn't get easier
It gets harder
To stop the habit
that harms

When it started
and how long
don't matter
when the habit is harm


Unable to confront
the world
crazy, cold and cruel
we harm our lovely lives

they come every day now
robbers of life
seeping slowly into my mind
tampering with my scaffolding

fight them and they leave
unannounced they come again
in harmless words of friends
taken the wrong way

Breaking, I fill the waste basket
with tissues that held my sobs
worthless life and worthless
thoughts, killing confidence

shut them out with electronic devices
ignore them with food and *****
and temporary visits to friends
But they never really leave

these damning voices
knowing  every history
covering the light within
showing other shining examples