Be the change you want to see
Try not to judge, let others be
The rain will stop, the storm shall pass
Pleasure is pleasing and love can last

Set up for sorrow, it's hard to see
Open your eyes, switch off your tv
Put down the remote and venture outside
Get out in to nature where healing resides

Turn off your phone, log off the net
You'll be surprised with the solace you get
Write a poem, cook a nice meal
Declare your love, see how it feels

Put away the plastic, stop doing your hair
Go back to basics, even though it's rare
Laugh at your troubles, hug it out
Why are you frowning, what's that all about
A sign of the times, the information age
Escape from the trap, break out of your cage

Tell me now, how do you feel
Please keep it up, do we have a deal
Memories last but gadgets do not
Live your life fully, run from the rot

I encircled her waist
with my hands and
lifted her, not as
a trophy, but
to  kiss.

i wrote a lot of great poetry when i was in love
i wrote even better poetry when i was in pain
i wrote the best poetry when i realized that the two emotions were actually the same.

I have no friends
no real ones at least
and I’m pretty lacking
when it comes to

                                                     family
I have one, of course,
just not the best
most supportive one
and isn’t that what family

                                                      mea­ns
is to be supportive?
They’re supposed to be
a safety net, but
I’m falling with

                                                     ­ nothing
there to catch me.
I’m surrounded
by hurt and evil
and I find nothing

                                                       good
anywhere.