And now, to leave
to turn about
round of stones
To pick up
No doubt

And now, to show
blank pen
Of ink
To find out
Of when

And now, to now
Open present
breathe outside
To release
Of lesson

Should I dance as ways before
In heaven I know of peace no more
Steps to toe and pitter to stay
I dance the feathers
Inside I sway

As heavy the fall
winters ground
Sunken dips
Pillows down

Soaked away
Silence words
Begin to dry
Woken sigh

Walls of warm
Reflect to blind
Breathe away
Broken mind

Poems from
Feelings
Numb today
I fight
No prose or rhyme
Blank in mind
I write

Scream of not knowing what’s inside
I dare to run or fight to hide
Of knowing and not of what it is
Please I ask, world what’s this

You say the words of what’s out there
I hold back to clench, tiny fold
Faces appear to show my eyes
Blind I’m here, whisper lies

It’s lost again as the here and now
Pray tomorrow and yesterday’s
One more sleeep, covers cry
Dreams of truth,
Goodbye