We TRIUMPH in the little things
that children do
no matter the scope we provide a
level of hype to internally build

We TRIUMPH in love with our
mates and significant others
building communications, confidence
and strong relations trust

We TRIUMPH in peace with all who
seek freedom and justice
brothers and sisters in a noble cause
to protect the way of life.

We TRUIMPH because we like to win
sometimes at all cost
unable to function from the heart
the head.

Defined in our youth
by others to shape our
direction in life
Criticized and often
over corrected, the
positive reinforcement
seems fleeting
Was it lack of family
structure or was it a
poor education system
Put IN A BOX to
appease societies
notion of what we
should be.

I'd like to give thanks to all the amazing
poets and writers who aspire to simply
share from the heart.

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you and
your families no matter your country,
religion or creed.  Peace unto you.

I've discovered you
and who you are
hiding behind the
computer n claiming
something you are not,
but reality denotes
that you are a poet
Well versed you are
and yet an enigma
you are in many ways
Reading between the
lines I put 2 n 2 together
You follow me close
like a true private eye
I was fooled briefly,
but I KNOW
who YOU are.

Taken for granted or
taken out of context
We often hear what
we want to and the
focus is near sighted
Random conversation
that goes sideways at
the drop of a hat
builds a distinct stress
Explanation ensues
and all reasoning falls
by the way side
Trust must be rebuilt
Honesty must accompany
The rise and fall of love
suggests many complicated
facets that often evoke
bias emotions.

The clouds race golden
As be chariots
The sun is born
Like the deviants

As gusts of wind
****** the thoughts
Underdressed
The chest it coughs

While Major Clank
On wheels and stub
Bellows out and
Rubs the nub

Then by runes
the best made plans
Test the dikes
And angst of dams

The age of truth
The youth desired
Across the space
without the wires

The universe comes
In a box
Neatly packed
Shelved , detoxed

And all because
Annointed by rain
The blue sky morning
Clouds it's pain