Sometimes
Life just feels like
Too much
Like people everywhere
Aren’t conscious
Of Truth
And they hurry, scurry around
Without making any sense
Of life
Don’t people want to know
What life is all about
Or is it better that they live
In total chaos
Moving moment by moment
Without thought
Without conscience
Without knowing
Why

I had a friend
That was dear to me
And I lost her
And miss her
Friendship

I had a friend
And she helped me
And guided me
And showed me love
And I lost her

I had a friend
And I looked for her
Over hill and dale
And back again
And I lost her

And then
In a corner of the world
Where they write poetry
I found her again
And
I send her Love

Today I cannot write a poem
The words they just won’t come
I’m eager to post on the board
And I’m feeling really dumb

If words don’t flow, then a poet I ain’t
Trying hard to find some words
That flow in line and keep a beat
But mine just sound like turds

So maybe I should stay away
From poetry and  prose
And keep my thoughts just deep inside
And let them take a doze

See what I mean, I just can’t write
A poem worthy of beans
I think I’ll hide and stay inside
I’ll hide by any means

A poet I’m not, as you can see
My words are kind of jumpy
I’ll just look out the window today
And just allow feelings of grumpy

I don’t know how it happened
And suddenly
Candy Crush became the love of my life
And it seems like no matter what I do
I am called back again and again
To play this childish game
That has me hooked
I try to do other things
I’ve even turned off the sound
So I can break the hook that binds me
And still,
I am unable
To stop playing

I sit and wait for the phone to ring
For an email to appear
For someone to show
That they care
To remind me
That I am still alive
And still play a role
In this life
A purpose
A reason for being
Why doesn’t the phone ring?

Today’s the day
I write a poem
That has meaning
That reaches hearts
That states a deep message
That touches
People

Today’s the day
I write a poem
That helps others to know
The wisdom
Of thoughts
Of  voice
Of experiences
Of life

Today’s the day
And I hope
You will continue
Reading

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
Just another face looking out at me
Do you have something to tell me, do I have a right to know?
Is it something I remember, say it isn’t so?!
I want to remember and I want to forget
I want to pretend it is all in my head
And I have to take things one step at a time
And I have to remember that the thoughts intertwine
Some of the memories belong to the past
And some are the products of life ever last
I want to pretend and make it go far away
The memories come back and insist that I stay
So I cover my ears and my eyes and my face
And the sounds continue from a distant place
I see the horror of times long forgotten
And I wash it away like I’m stuffed up with cotton
With a smile like it never happened although I know it is so
I prefer the hidden tunnel, so far away I now go.