Writing a poem
Is like speaking my mind
Only, it slows me down
Until words I can find
I take my time
And speak my truth
And sooner or later
It comes back to my youth
When I lived freely
Not a care in the world
Played all day on the street
Just jumped and twirled
Until tired I fell
To the ground in a heap
Laid my head down just so
And soon fell asleep
And dreamed of a world
Where I could play
With freedom from strife
And fear pushed away
But life is not like that
When we get old
There are things to accomplish
We can’t be so bold
So some of the dreams
Are put away for a while
And things I must do
I begin to compile
Until all has been done
And my time here is over
Then play, I can do
Until time to changeover

Sometimes
Yes, just sometimes
It feels
Like life
Is passing
Me by
And I wonder
If there
Is more to do
Before I
Lay my head
To rest
Should I be doing more in my life
Or less
Is there a wrong way
To live
Or a right
Life is
Like a puzzle
With many twists and turns
Always
Coming back
To the beginning
So, if I take
The right road
Or the left
It really doesn’t
Matter
Because
All turns out
Just
The same

I tend to be
So *******  my self
Thinking that perfection
Is what I need
When in fact
It is
The perfection
That is
My ruination

Isn’t it strange
That in order
To live our lives
We need to
Become a witness
To our actions
We need to weigh
What we are doing
With our
Ethical compass
We need to understand
What to expect of ourselves
On a
Daily basis
And to filter out
Our excesses
And keep
Our Good

Words can not express
What life is all about
The ups and downs
The twists and turns
The knowns and unknowns
The love and the hatred
The accusations and the forgiveness
How can one see
What life is all about
While
They are
Living
It

Life never seems to be
As I thought it would
Planning, examining, thinking
And finding out all is for naught
A different trajectory
Into a land
I know not
Finding footing
On ground that
Is in constant
Motion
Weaving and falling
Into experiences
That I have little
Practice of
And I pick myself up
And keep on going

It’s been awhile
Since I’ve been able
To write words
Thoughts pour forward
In images
And the words follow
Slowly behind
Wanting to share
I put fingers to keyboard
And volley forward
Into times gone by
And future endeavors
Wanting to share
Wanting to write
Wanting
Always
Wanting

One never knows
Where life is going to take them
On a journey
Of unknown origin
Walking a path
That no one
Has ever tread before
And it feels
Like I’ve been here
Forever
And yet
I don’t know
Where I am
So come with me
On a journey
Of no origin
And bitter end
Walk with me
Into
Oblivion

If today was the day I was going to die
I would want to throw a pie up to the sky
And catch it and then throw again
To have some fun and make a plan
For death comes when we least expect it
Could be when lying down or having a sit
Or even running a lap or two
Or cutting carrots and making a stew
We never know when it’s our time
To write some words or make a rhyme
And which will be our very last
Will we speak of the future or the soon to be past
Our time on Earth is very short
We can speak plainly or end in retort
Not knowing when the time is nigh
We can go out loud or with a sigh
So if I could choose to be sane or insane
I would start all over and do it again

I wish I had
A hand to hold
A heart to enfold
An ear to fill
A dance until
I wish I had
A friend to embrace
A child’s hand to trace
A tale to share
A story to bear
I wish I had

Black hole
******* us in
Making us think
That life here
Is all there is
When truthfully
The black hole
Holds
All our dreams
All our desires
All our wants
All our jealousies
The black hole
***** in the all the light
And
Leaves nothing
In its
Wake

Death
Is like a passing
From one stage of life
To another
Like a shedding
Of an outside layer
And a recognition
Of our true selves

Death
Is a letting go
Of one world
And a birth
Into another
It’s a coming of age
And a passing through
With a recognizance
Of what used to be

Death
Is a coming together
Of who we were
With who we have become
And a conglomeration
Of both
A passage
Into a new stage
With a recognition
Of what used to be

Death
Takes us from
The here
To the after life
And beyond

Death
A welcoming
Remembrance

I don’t understand politics
The comings and goings
The ups and the downs
And the ego crowing
The lies and deception
And covering things up
They yell and they scream
And each other interrupt
Let’s put a woman in charge
And see how things will change
To the women men will bow
Now, won’t that feel strange
Women care for their families
And can surely multi task
We can watch them live truth
Vulnerability to unmask
So if politicians could finally
Put away their war toys
And grow into men
Instead of little boys
And listen, really listen
To all that we say
We might finally have humans
Present for us everyday

Our world used to be a glorious place
Seen green and blue from outer space
And now the ice is disappearing
And water is scarce and animals endearing
Are disappearing and we ask why
And we turn inside out and with tears we cry
And we ask for some help, for changes to occur
And all we get are blank stares and end sight is a blur
And we wonder why now and what have we done wrong
And all that comes out is a plaintiff song
And we write to congress and we make our pleas
To bring back our flowers and all our bees
And on deaf ears our words do fall
And we try to make louder our earnest call
And we gather and talk and try to make amends
And no one answers and we continue to descend
Into images of destruction, a lost world, a lost cause
And we try to make changes and bring in new laws
And the words of great people are cried out in vain
As our great planet we try to contain
We plant trees, gather water, grow foods that are good
For the human race and the standards on which we stood
And the make-up we have won’t let us give up
Or get caught in a system that is so much corrupt
We will sing, we will dance, we’ll make a lot of noise
We will threaten to take away all their war toys
We’ll fall to our knees and beg ‘please, make things right’
And we know we will never give up on this fight
So come along with me to bring green back again
Removing the rot and the ugly, black stain
Fresh air and fresh water, healthy trees a plenty
Into action and away from what is just mentally
An exercise in futility into one that’s our future
Where people are conscious and able to nurture
A new generation with people who care
With trees and fresh water and lots of fresh air

Computer’s not working, my phone’s out of order
Repair man is here, he’s crossed over the border
Into no man’s land, where the power is weak
And in order to run he must give it a tweak
And here I am sitting just twiddling my thumbs
Needing to talk on the phone and jabber my gums
And still there’s no action, no way to call home
No wifi or signals or even Google Chrome
So I have to wait with patience, until he is done
I’m jumping up and down and that is no fun
Repair man please save me and make things just right
Put things back in place and the screws, make them tight
Give me back my TV, my WiFi and phone
I’ll find some more dollars, and even take a loan
So things can go back to normal, and work as before
Or you may find me passed out right here on the floor

Cleaning, scrubbing, putting things away
Have to get things clean before end of day
Flushing and washing and folding things up
Have to get food ready before time for sup
Washing the walls and folding the clothes
Have to finish before I start to doze
Hanging and watering and putting things right
Keeping to a schedule and holding it tight
Before you know it, the time will come
The trumpets will blast, and the drum will just drum
And I have to be finished, I’m all in a tisit
Because my mother is coming and staying for a visit

Hanging ivy overhead
Flowers blooming in their bed
I wish Spring could be forever
And winter? No,  no,no, no never
I love the warmth upon my head
The shining sun and I feel fed
My over boots and heavy coat
Are put away with a little note
So winter won’t come back too soon
I can stand outside and watch the moon
And take a summer swim in my pool
The summer breeze is not too cool
I laze around reading a book
Not much to do, nothing to cook
BBQ outside in summer weather
And flowers blooming on the heather
Mother Nature do you think
That winter could be over in a blink
And summer could stay forever more
In summer clothes, warm to the core

What if what we call dreaming
Is actually our true home?

What if our lives are just a giant video game
Played by people with a weird sense of humour?

What if we really don’t exist
Except in someone’s warped sense of justice?

What if Truth
Is just someone’s mind creation?

What if when we sleep
We are really living in another dimension?

What if what we call justice
Is really injustice to someone else?

What if what we think is proper
Is really improper?

What if we can’t know right from wrong
And it just gets skewered up in our fantasy?

What if life as we live it
Truly takes us nowhere?

and all along, we thought
that there was a right and wrong way to live
and that our lives depended on how we behave
and treating people with kindness was important
and that compassion played a role in who we are
and that we all have a purpose in life

What if there is no purpose
And, we are just here….now…..

Today
I decided to write a poem
To put words together
In such a way
As to express
My innermost feelings

And I lost the words
And my thoughts drifted
And my computer keys stuck
And nothing came forward

So
Perhaps tomorrow
I will write a poem
To express my life
And for today
Perhaps
I’ll just go
Outside
To play

Writing poetry
Expressing thoughts through words
Blank canvas grows

Sometimes it’s just fun
To let the thoughts flow
And type them up quickly
And watch my thoughts grow
Poetry is a fun way
To learn and to teach
Putting thought words together
From a comfortable niche

How do you write them
I just don’t know
The words come on forward
And soon there’s a show
My poetry seems to write itself
I don’t give it much thought
The words flow so freely
And they come out a lot
So I found this here website
Where I can just write
And share all my thoughts
In clear spirit and sight

What can be better
Than a cup full of tea
Brimming with cream
And slathered with honey
What could be better
Than a sconce slathered with butter
And a jam full of berries
On a plate warm from the oven
What can be better
Than a breathe through a nose that was blocked
Or a beating heart that was once stilled
How can we be better?
Gratitude for all

What is a true friend
Caring, sharing, knowing love
Unconditional

Friend
Someone who can hear
My cries of pain
And hold me
When I am cold
Someone who cares
And shares
And understands
Someone who walks with me
And picks me up
When I fall down
That special someone
Who gets me
Even when
I’m not acting
Like me
Friend

God like perfection
Love, compassion in motion
Always living Truth

Today
I want to give back to God
The gifts of love
Honesty
And respect
I want to be
That person
That God
Expects me to be
I want to hold
In highest esteem
That part of myself
That is
God like
And to know
That I have been made in perfection
And to live
Truth

God is that part of ourselves
That reflects the Universe
And guides us
To our Destiny
God is the part of ourselves
That contains unconditional Love
And caring and compassion
Who is always there
To hold us
And guide us
And love us
Like an exceptional parent who never leaves our side
God
The one part of ourselves
That we are always searching for
And can only find
Inside of
Ourselves

Red and yellow
Orange is nifty
Purple and blue
Makes something  quite rifty
Blue and yellow
Makes  green that’s iffy
And red and blue
Makes purple, that thrifty
Adding some white
Gives shades, like fifty
And adding some black
Creates shadows that are shifty
But when we use them all
In a separate kind of way
Then the rainbow they create
Is kind of witty

Weeding out imperfections
Finding the faults
That make us
Less than Godly
Is the way
To cleanse
And prepare
For our true
Salvation

Laugh
Sure laugh at yourself
And make fun of yourself
And truly find humour
In yourself
And then
Maybe then
You can start to take yourself
Seriously
And then
You will be able
To find
Your truth

I am that
Which I was meant to be
Only
I don’t believe
My truth
I try to find reasons
To be more
Than I am meant to be
Negating myself
And all that I
Have achieved
If I could only
See myself
In my True Light
Then
Maybe I could accept
All of me

What is it
That I find
Inside of myself
As I search
For the
Meaning of life
What emptiness
Evades me
And creates the illusion
Of true happiness
I know
That somewhere
Deep inside of myself
That there exists
A true joy
An authentic
Happiness
And
I just have to find it
Hidden
Amongst all the other
Angst

Big words
Make me feel like
I am hiding
From my truth
When we use big words
It tends to inflate the ego
And make us feel
Like we are saying more
Than we really are
So
I will stay with
Small words
And hope
That I
Will
Speak
My truth

What is life
If not a conglomerate
Of differences of being
What is life
If not a place of chaos
Where mind reigns
What is life
If not
A hurry scurry
Of useless endeavors
What is life
If not
A gathering
Of ignominious experiences
Meant to teach us
About
life

Home
A place where I can put my feet up
And try to figure out
Who I am
Home
In a body
That is neither here nor there
And yet
It keeps me
Where I am
Going
Body, mind, soul
Acting in unison
While
Crying for
Individuality
Which creates
Chaos
Trying to bring balance
And harmony
And peace
To
My life

I never know
Which way
My words
Are going to carry me
Will they speak of the present
Or of the past
Or of the
In-betweens
Of life

Alone
Sitting on a chair
Thinking
Dangerous thing to do
Think
And all my past
Comes flooding back to me
And I resist
And try to get back
Back to the present
Life

Life is about change
Acceptance of who we are
At every life stage

For better or for worse
This is who I am
And will continue to be
No matter how much
I try to change
I am old
And will get older
I am married to myself
For better or for worse
Till death do us part

I remember the days
I could do
Anything I pleased
I had so much energy
And life
And youth
And now
It’s all gone
And I find myself
Inside
An Old Body

I dream
And think I can
Do anything
Which I can’t do
In the physical world
I awaken
Full of
Vim and energy
Only to come back
To my
Broken body

Baited breath
And wet nose
Loving heart
And furry toes

Barks so loud
And droopy chin
Soulful eyes
And loving kin

My dogs are here
And getting older
Just as I am
Only they’re much bolder

They sniff back sides
And jump up high
Sleep on their backs
And bark good bye

So long it’s been
Since I have written
A poem
For I have been living
Life
It its
Effulgent beauty
And
Destruction
I have been learning
And living
And dying
And I am more
Than I was
Yesterday
And less than I will be
Tomorrow

Life has a way
Of perpetuating
It’s self
And leaning to be more
Than what it was
In the beginning

Life
Harbinger
Of death
We are born
And with each moment we are alive
We are dying

Cell by cell
We are becoming immortal
In our existence
And living
The Wisdom
Of the Ages

Death
Which brings forward
New life

Body fears death
And we speak
In the silence
And I remind it
That it has held
The secrets of life
For millennium
And I honour
All
That it is
So fear not, for death comes
To us all
And we learn to cope
And move forward
Body, my body
You are one
One body, one life
And then we perish
While
The soul and mind
Live on
You are perfect, just the way
You are
And death
For most
Means life
And for you
Annihilation

When life was more simple
And things weren’t hurled
And violence wasn’t written
All over our world
Then silence was golden
And beauty abounds
And I can sit in harmony
With thoughts that are sound
When life was more simple
And we had time to think
The world was much better
Poems were written with ink
If I had a choice
I think I would choose the now
I would try to make things better
Maybe follow the Tau
And silence, as my friend
Would allow me to grow
And all my bad habits
I would have to forgo