My mother's mother loved someone she didn't marry
And married someone she didn't love
Just for the sake of her own mother's approval
As I was falling asleep last night, I couldn't help but think
I would rather die before spending my life beside someone
Because it was the proper thing to do

He said
That I could do
Anything I wanted
He meant that I should just do what
He said.

HE is the Algae on the stone
at the bottom of a lake

I am the waterfall and foam
the rapid and it's wake.

HE is colorless and blindly
groping for life & breath...

I am the rain and kindly
cradling all life and Spring,

Quenching the thirst of death.

HE is as un-renown as any thief
vapid and cowardly hides and keeps
secrets and nothing new
HE is untrue, just a creep...

I am love and open sky
Vulnerable as gold to greed & lusting eyes,

I am heart and shine of light
I am truth and I am right
I have no fear
but have the will to fly.

HE is shallow made of shadows,
Our kingdom forgotten in the gallows,
fractured and renews old sorrows
Ever no more a soul to borrow...

Still I am vision  I am marrow
every peak and flight of sparrow
I am days
of bright tomorrows...

He's a vapid snake
nothing new.
While I am the Love
and the Life in all of you.

the Sunrise
&
*Absolute.

They say that laughter's the best medicine

They say big feet on man means big ****

They say Donald Trump's going to end the world

They say when life gives lemons, make lemonade

They say hope breeds eternal misery

They say happy wife happy life, happy girl happy world

They say you don't know what you got till it's gone

I say, who the heck is they?

We
Poets
Are by far
The strangest ones
The ones who see rhyme
Where others just see pain
The ones who find darkness where
Others ignore it for the light
The ones who write unabashedly
And yet are still afraid to be themselves
The ones who are childlike in our intentions
But by far more mature in our thoughts and our means
We have to be this way, because being a poet
Is being strange and paradoxical, like life and death

Walking under an indigo sky
With a cream colored moon shining in her eyes
Sniffing at the ground instead of looking up
Is my little mixed breed pup

Running under a blanket of blue
Chasing squirrels like terriers do
After the chase, sleeping like a log
Is my little puppy dog

Woofing quietly at my feet
Acting like it's time to eat
Staring up hopefully, looking so cute
Is my sixty pound little pooch

Standing at the water's edge
A little girl peers over the ledge
Looking deep into the water's night
Without the slightest hint of fright
Gazing at the waves alien world
With her eyes shining meekly bold
She smiles pondering her soon to be realm
An alien earth with her mind at the helm