I fear by the hand of my son with an unstable mind of careless pity and sorry ill repoir

Every day
I am falling down
And every night
You come and pick me up
And hold me close
Hold me close so I can see
There's a sky in your eyes
There's a universe in your mind
I wanna be the center
The brightest star in the sky,
Burning forever
But even if I'm not, that's okay
Because I have you here for now.

Empty words, won’t heal a heart
It’s the binding, which falls apart

Wishing won’t, make dreams come true
That is all, left up to you

Hope is not, the final word
That’s what’s left, when life occurred

Life goes on, until it dies
What’s left behind, is the prize

Only love, will make life whole
And only love, will save the soul
WIZDUMBs BY JA 698

my favorite occupation
has been that of
listening to silence

to give shapes
to music singing
with my hands

on top of the colors
that lay already there
to tiptoe in-love

slowing down
my responses
to evade darkness

into the beauty held
inside as the harmony
viable all around

He was a paranoid
He was a schizoid
He thought he was living on an asteroid
Until he went to the policeman's ball

He still believes in Sigmund Freud
He's feeling guilty since he was a boy
He was a paranoid
Until he went to the policeman's ball

When he doesn't think he's been acting right
He's sure he'll be attacked at night
Looking at people with such fear in is eyes
It's a wonder that he ever survives

He was a paranoid

I scribble this thought in an ode,
Writer's minds have minds of their own,
Our Muse does oft overflow,
Unless there's writers' block, you know,
Fiction people come to life,
We create their  joy or strife,
Or do they invent their own?
Is fiction a world to compose,
Or do our minds have minds of their own?

you send me these words
and I hold onto them like rafters
carrying me to land

the cold tides
still
nip at my skin
and the strength you place on me
eventually always diminishes

because the lifeline you throw me
never tells me the direction
doesn't reassure me
I have the strength in myself


my eyes burn
from the unforgiving salt
my arms ache
from the rough waves hugging me close

I can't last forever- out here
with just words.
I need touch
I need direction

help lead me back to land