My hands
have always been empty
even with
your hands to hold.
Let’s meet somewhere
where you need not be seen,
where I need not be invisible.

Eyes... they peruse the poems posted
from a scribe’s diary of heart.
The place where visions collide with paper
and jargon-like seeds are planted.

Eyes roll around in their cup like home,
visiting in moment and gifts that calls.

And when a GREAT poem grabs
to push them along to make reader smile,
they begin to blink away.

Its their only way to clap
and show appreciation.

Welcome to the new age .
Where your new god is your T.V.
Like mindless blobs
You sit
Transformed
Mezmerize
Hypnotized
Fixed on the  Misery of others
As its
Teaching our young to hate.
     Kneel down
Give praise to your new god
The TV.
as the news spreads hate and fear.
It's all washed in lies.
Come people stand in line .
It's black Friday
As you punch and trample over
Your mother  
For the low price
On your god the TV
Your kids are brain washed
Taught to hate
Hypnotized
And taught to live in fear.
Your God in an instant spreads lies to the masses.
As you sit Hypnotize
mesmerize
Listing to lies.

People turn off your god
get up off your sofa and go out side
There's a beautiful world out there
Full of amazement and wonder
Listin to the river flowing
The birds singing
Smell the roses
In the soft wind blowing
Listing to the Laughter of the kids playing.
Remember when this was you.
Laughing.
Turn off your TV
Go out side
Be amazed
It's a
Beautiful world just
Open your eyes
Love cost nothing
And hurts no one.
Turn off your
Tv.

Reds and purples                                                          ­    

                                                   Yellows and blues

                   strung across the sky like

cotton candy              

         an ever-changing painting                                                         ­  

multicolored clouds stretching across the sky for the sake of beauty

                             the sake of being

accidentally making waking up bearable  
                        

sunrises

                        brea­thtakingly


beautiful