Words are powerful
And
Hurting words
Judging words
Cutting words
Power over words
Can stab the heart
Pouring life expression
And the belief in oneself
Onto the ground
If we want to be there for others
And truly hear them
We need to let go
Of our beliefs
And
Open our hearts
To be truly
Allowing
And loving
And caring
Compassionately
Then
And only then
Can we say
We
Love

Sometimes
I have only poetry
To express my thoughts
And my experiences
My hopes and my dreams
Get expressed
Through poems
What would I do
If there were no poems
Or poetry
With which
To express
All
Would
Be
Silent

How ridiculous this is
I mean who cares
And why worry
And what does it matter
Crazy thoughts
Race through my head
Non stop accusations and reminders
To be better
Running without stop
And
I put up my stop sign
And I close down the game
And
I enter
Into
The silence
Ahhhhh

I awoke
To the smell of
Rotting fetid stinky
Food
Left over and rancid
And I wondered
When we get forgotten
Will we
Smell bad
Too

What is it called
When you don’t even
Have the strength
To yell
At your dog
To stop
Barking

Twinkling lights
On the balcony
Herald
The coming
Of
Christmas

Hearts
Filled with love
Herald
The coming of
Christ

Have  you ever thought about
What it would be like
Not
To think
To have a mind
So quiet
That one wonders
If they truly
Exist
Silence
And
In the silence
Thoughts form
And
I chase them away
And prefer to be
In
The
Silence