What, oh what, do I write about today
Do I write about the weather or of something gone astray

Let's think about this for a minute and see what subject comes up
Sometimes you sit here just staring and refilling your special, coffee cup

Sometimes your dreams have a great subject, that disappear as soon as you wake
You try like mad to remember,  but you can't, cause your brain is now on a break

The mind plays jokes on the poet, it leads you in so many ways
If we all could just control it, then writing, would be more like play...

Brian Hill - 2019#130
Inspired by sitting here staring at my coffee cup...

When it's ”gone” it's gone
What is your ”gone” like
Will you know, if you don't know

I'm confused but peaceful as I wonder where mine went

Brian Hill - 2019 # 294

Examine yourself
Which direction should you go
You do have choices

Brian Hill - 2020 # 37

Gazing into your eyes
I see
I see wonder and creative
I see loving and caring
I see the vision of what is to come
I see bold
I see my soul mate
I see you

Brian Hill - 2019#93
Inspiration is something you have inspired me with...
You complete me....

disappear into your own mind
what do you see
is it vast and empty
is it filled with misconceptions of past memories
can you escape
do you want to escape
how do you comprehend and recognize the genuine

Brian Hill - 2020 # 53

Is the star too far for you to behold
Is it out of range in the vacuum untold
Will it ever be something within your sight
Or kept in your mind choosing not to take flight
If it is too far and untouchable today
Keep that star in view and there will be a way

Brian Hill - 2019 # 319

Time
Wasting it is shameful
Harsh

Brian Hill - 2019 # 295

There’s a little voice inside your head
Have you wondered what it just said?

Did it tell you to do it or look the other way?
Did it have you thinking it would be a good day?

Sometimes it's quiet and you think you're alone.
When all of a sudden you let out a huge grown.

I've got an idea and it just popped in.
Where did that come from, you say with a grin.

You sing a crazy song, that was long ago forgot.
You remember a story with a, ”did I do that” plot?

We all have this voice, its not just me.
I love that my voice is great company.

Brian Hill - 2019-March