Rose handed away
Undeserved
Wishing it was saved

Testosterone filled
Beings
The wrong companions

Beautiful angels
Overwhelm
My gentle soul.

Falling into place
Love
Deeper understanding

Increasing desire for
Unity
Within my growing heart

The missing pieces
Found
In female form.

Restlessly observing a stagnant drove
Youngsters complacently waddle as
Elders spike the pipes with bitterness
Resenting advancement and ambition.

Your dullness dissatisfies
Absence of desire disappoints
Concealed or forgotten
By a drivel of dust.

sunflowers turn their heads
away from their father:
both to sulk in shame, and to cast their swollen faces
upon the one who transcends them

a vision of yellow
with flowers on her feet
in the rising heat,
hair reflecting a halo.

i feel like writing poetry, i tell you.
i am inspired by your
essence, your presence
and the sunflowers watching from afar

a sparkle bringing even more light
to your face, tells of a mirrored love
and the waves wash over me
more content than contentedness itself.

new energy has been arising in me lately,
with determination and a clearer state of mind
confidence has found a home in my bones, safety
i used to write poems about anxiety
hopelessness, defeat, the struggle through each day
but recently those feelings have gone away
fresh perspectives fill my eyes and ears

at times i feel like i am being tricked
someone is going to appear and hand me all of those feelings back
laughing at me, she really thought she would get out that easy
but it wasn't easy, i should give myself credit
so much time and effort
went into easing my mind, telling it everything will be alright
and finally
it listened.

Subtle discomfort
Seeping into my mind
During those quiet moments
I cannot find

The origin
Of this underlying agitation
That unsettles my balance
In situations

I cannot remain calm
Loss of self control
Mind screaming, placing the blame
Realign my soul.