oh yeah, like I am gonna read

six hundred and twenty nine poems

like I have all day with nothing else to do

who DOES that?

Read stranger's poems all day long?

Really?

oh yeah okay

tell me to pace myself

and be sure to give a thoughtful response

oh yeah, okay

or maybe just give them a heart

like a martyr

I'm off to a start

wasting time which I could be reading

all of your fabulous achings

read through the hearts that are breaking

and what's with the lives bent on taking

or hurting themselves, yourselves?

I suppose a call for help

or maybe just therapy or both


either way I should say something

Oh yeah, don't be doing that PLEASE!

you write all of the very best stories

be sure to be crowning the glories

the gory's

the missives

explosives

osmosis

and every Earth poem in between

don't feel bad for me I signed up for this job.

give them all a heart and tell them I'm a slob

for poetry

don't forget I promised to follow

every day but hey....

sob

Maybe just confetti for the mob

give applause and maybe some day

boo hoo

you will be reading this too.

Do you remember when imagination
Ran rampant and tree houses became castles
Or the garage floor was boiling lava?
Our own little world within a much bigger one.
We were so absorbed in our own bliss that
We unknowingly sheltered ourselves from a reality
That all adults suffered through

Do you remember when you used to build legos?
An obsession with building a spaceship
To soar high above everyone and anything else.
You would show mommy your art and she'd be so impressed
And soon after, you'd be back in the lab,
Trying to surpass your previous creation
In an attempt to gain mommy's love.

Do you remember when you went camping?
We would lay in tents on the cold, hard earth
And stare off into the starry sky until serenity
Would cradle us off into slumber or the time
When your brothers/sisters kept being rambunctious,
Fighting and screaming, so much to the point where
Daddy threatened to take us all home and call it quits

Do you remember when you grew up?
You finally became the young man/woman your parents
Raised you to be for all those years.
It's time you join that reality that you so easily
Sheltered yourself from, but now caught up to you.
Reality can be a scary thing you thought to yourself
But you knew you couldn't hide from it.

School, work and sleep now rules your life.
Throw a newborn into the mix and
you've now officially joined the real world.
A world in which takes all that you give
And you don't think twice about asking.
You spend hours a day, working,
but do you remember the last time you were happy?

Just remember the little things in life and don't let adulthood swallow you whole.