why did you give my heart wings
so i could fly
or
so you could watch me crash

lost in the soulless city of needs, wants and addictions, with my fellow lost souls

why do birds have feet
my spirit doesn't
nor my hope
or my love

you could have let me off easy by saying i hate you, but you said you didn't care

how much love passes you by because you can't see through yourself

defeat is the final stage of fear
failure is the first step in success
regret is the yesterday's problem
hope is clear as a baby's eyes
happiness flows like a crystal river
sadness a stagnant puddle of hate
courage has a pinch of crazy
love is gravity

i knew before the need
i loved before and after the seeds
my mistakes are weeds forgiven
in the friendship garden we live in

a "thank you" is a rare thing, take note when you see one, protect their environment, this world will never be the same without them

wake up ready to fight evil of mind
work every day against the pain
rest your head knowing that behind
the Holy Spirit moving good to gain

the hunger of a true and lonely heart is quenched with a spoonful, but the evil one is a glutton

i guess love also takes the path of least resistance, this is why my heart always thinks of you

tiny hand
grabbing a finger
while feeding
small hand
helping turn page
story reading
scared hand
gripped tight
crossing street
teaching hands
putting school shoes
on nervous feet
cheering hands
for the brave
confident soul
waving hands
for the loved
leaving the fold
holding hands
tears come fast
through cold bed rails
for the last

gifted, a ticket on
train, three sixty five
another, trip around
bright, tomorrow's sunshine
blessed, this old car of mine
beautiful, these spinning rocks
conducted, by the great I AM
enjoying, this crazy ride
until...my ticket clocks

it's comforting to know, that someone out there can feel things as strongly and love with a greater love than mine

sorrow so popular
getting all the reads
love patient and kind
never on the news feeds
lies shared a million fold
truth often ashamed to be told
hate contagious as sin
compassion sure needs a win

it's a one way trip
through this dream
and a quick one
be kind, and love
love with a one of a kind love
love in a never again love
love like you don't give a ****
love if nothing is returned
love and love again
love blind

it is such a tragedy that absolutist have never seen nor chased a rainbow

how do i wrong thee, let you count the ways

if windows into the soul..are eyes
the windows out are smiles
one of a shy boy’s first love
the smile of a new bride
of mother’s bursting pride
or made for not funny dad jokes
for a picture with the folks
but the best best one of all
is the one planning
a mischievous hoax

i've had a much better life than most, just playing with house money, if i needed to cash in my chips today, im good

sometimes a fresh coat of paint can cover all the pain from the past

there is zero chance
      that nothingness exists
            nothing is impossible

you left before
i could tell you
            everything
in my prayers
             i know
we will have eternity
to discuss the reason
if you can't hear what
             is in my heart now

before we go any further you tribe of so called poets, can we be weird friends without it getting weird

i write
what is me
me is me
you is you
if you read me
even a little
hate to say
a little of me
is in you now
don't waste it
like i did

im somewhere between
elvis and hee haw
buggs and ******-doo
stooges and a-team
price is right and johnny carson
dallas and ****** she wrote
fred sanford and archie bunker
channel 6 and 8 and 12

my mind is a really weird chili cooked by the people of my life

i went on a life long journey
to get any kind of compliment
and found the quest endless
there must be no parts of me
that rise above the mark
maybe i will die well

i choose the side of love, the side of forgiveness, the side of light, the side of truth, the side of hugs, the side of kindness, the side of acceptance, the space between your side and mine

im building a love bomb, the mother of all love bombs, MOALBs, and it has a short fuze

you need to stop starting every conversation with "you need to"

hide the pain
of my loneliness
smile and hug
in hopes of
someone's attention
in hopes
hopes

the house door shutting
coins in my pocket as i run
shoes on the gravel drive
buzz of the powerline
silence of the sunrise
the calm before the
the grind of the brakes
click click click
            of the bus lights
the squeak
            of the folding door
bullies insults and names
             insults and names
my heart in my ears
             thump thump thump

sky renders every hue
autumn trees give wonder
tropical waters bleed blue
irish hills nay chose
their love songs of green
nor desert's soft tune of rose
mountains, heavy with gray
a boy's innocent embarrassed blush
nothing excapes the Creator's brush

in my imagination, my love for you can outshine the sun

you are easy to love but so hard to like

cry in the rain and nobody will notice

i have accounts on all the social media sites, with zero followers...that is my ultimate goal as the best uninfluencer

phone rings
"mt's love shop"
"making love for 58 years"
"how can i love you"
"sorry, can't hold the...."
"only love one way"
"extra everything"

personal change could come after a battle or a tragedy or a whisper

when my love gate opens you better have a lifeboat ready

trust is root on the tree of friendship and its fruit laughter

you own my heart the rest of me is just plus plus

be gentle break of day
ease in with soft foreplay
waft the smell of roasted bean
quiet, alone..stay the routine
sweet pastry, taste you tease
make perfect, morning breeze
dim the bright of sun's first light
achieve these for my love's invite

your vibration is tuned to mine, like the precise measure of a piano wire, the perfect adjustment, the love song of two souls through eternity

when i die they will need two coffins for the funeral, one for the body and one for all my wrongs

silence is never wrong yet
truth should never be silenced

being unsatisfied as a default position doesn't make you satisfied in your unsatisfaction

it is much better in being right about being wrong than being wrong about being right

happiness for the vengeful is added from the suffering of another, turning a cheek reduces suffering by half, add love to both sides of the equation and happiness is doubled and suffering equals zero