Sometimes i hear soft footsteps
Walking in an empty hall
Softly invading empty rooms
Nothing to see
Only to hear
Are these my spirits
Walking around
Trying to gather
My thoughts

Sometimes I feel
Like a lone duck
In the lake
Surrounded by water
And no one
To share it with
Other times I feel
Like a happy duck
Surrounded by water
And friends to
Share it with
Sometimes I feel
The sun
Reaching from the sky
Patting me dry
With her rays
Other times i.feel
The rain
Falling from the sky
Dancing off my back
Sometimes I feel
The leaves falling
From the trees
Tickling my bill
And someiles I
Feel the wind
Blowing at my feathers
Making me smile
And sometimes

Sometimes my ghosts
Come to haunt me
So I sprinkle
Out words
To form a poem
And suddenly they disappear

Sometimes.I need to
Spew out words burning inside
Before I explode

Sometimes I feel



And that time



Is now

There is so
Much i want
To say to you
So ill say it
On paper

There's a song
Deep  d
              o
                  w
              .........n
In my heart
Waiting to be sung
Composed of the
Highs and lows
Joys and sorrows
The melody stuck
Between the thorns
And the rose
Ooohhh there's a
Song in my heart
Waiting to be sung


O

Poetry is a song
Of words
Striking a chord
Of gentleness
For harmony
In the soul
Words of pain
Suffered within
And birthing
The blues
Rhythmic  words
To jazz up
The day
And loving words
For soul
Poetry begins with
A song in
Your heart and
A pen in
Your hand

Son so full
Of warmth
Waking me early
Warming my heart
You are my constant
Behind the clouds
You peek
Checking me out
While I am checking
You out

When the Son comes out
Bitter cold will go away
And a rose will bloom

You've said you're sorry
Over and over again
But do you mean it

You lived alone
You died alone

I broke your heart
You broke mine
So now we're even

The melancholy sounds of
The Cicadas remind me
The summer is coming
To an end
As i am drawn into
Their mourning sound
I echo back
In silence
Hoping for fall
Preparing for wintry
Days ahead
Each season a
Song of their
Own to sing

I like the sound
Of my Christmas
Music boxes
Of various
Shapes and sounds
I wind them
Up each Christmas
But just enough
Twists and turns
So that I can
Rewind and play
Them
Again and again
And store the today's
Memories
For next year

You look like a ghost
Coming from my haunted past
Vanishing away

Squirrel running fast
Carrying his winter food
Just waiting to hide

Like a squirrel
Scurrying around
Gathering treasures
For winter
When content
Ready to bury
Until needed
Storing up words
For right moment
When the season
Is right
So will be
The poem

There aren't  any stars
Just a hangin out tonight
What can I wish on

I am not prepared
To face another day
I have not gathered
The necessary tools
To survive
What is at hand
Perhaps I should
Go back to
Bed
Call it
A day
And start over
Tomorrow

Walking on eggs
Guess what's for
Dinner tonight
Scrambled eggs

Tried calling many times
Left message. ,phone busy
Are you ,too busy

Too busy to answer
Answer my call  to recall
All the pain all the  laughter

I Emailed many times
Left message  
Are you too busy

Life seems rather
Still
No children out
Screaming
Less noise of
Barking dogs
No roaring sounds
From motorcycles
Or even yelling
Back and forth
No hurried footsteps
Or running shoes
Where are bicycles
New and old
It's quiet sometimes
Almost eerie
Will it be
Noisy again
Perhaps the noise
We heard before
Wasn't so bad  
After all
There is a.  time
For.quiet
But lead me
To the
Noise

I'm trying to stop
I just have so much to do
The thoughts have to quit

Keep me from saying
What I feel
Let me keep it
Buried inside
Crashing into
Skeletons of long ago
Take my pen
Let me bury
my thoughts
So I can
Keep my dignity

The UPS truck
Just turned around
The corner
I hoped it would
Stop for me
But I didn't
Order
Anything

I have struggled before
And I will struggle again
Do I get up.from
Where I have fallen
Or do I just stay
Planted on the floor
Do I rise above
Or sink below
Perhaps I shall cover
Myself with thoughts
And let words
Take over

Feeling the dark
Side of midnight
Trying not to
Let tears drop
Upon  my dampened
Shirt
Struggling to.
Find a pen
To write away
The pain

Stuck in the poetic
Mountain
Words waiting
To burst
Boiling deep inside
Getting hotter
And hotter
Ready to
Let go
And erupt
Timing is essential
All that remains
Are ashes

Greeting me in the morning
Warming my shivers
From nightmares all around
Rays of hope
Promising a new day
For a fresh new start

Sun shine on me
Warm me with your rays
Dance for me in
The shadows
Make me smile today

Giant sun chalked
Boldly on ground
Inspired by a child
Another sun colored
Laboriously on paper
Created  by a child
Flashy sun painted
Proudly on canvas
Gifted by child
Tiny suns giant suns
Connected suns
Undone suns
Did the sun disappear
From us.

Sometimes it seems
Like the sun
Isn't meant
To shine
Upon me
I realize.that
With the good
Must come
The rain
But I get tired
Of the  downpour
In my heart
Thunderstorms that never
Seem to stop
Sometimes it seems
Like a monsoon
Has taken over
But perhaps this
Just Isn't the
Season for warmth
I can't forget
The puddles.I
Have played in
The rain I
Once sang in
An umbrella spinning
Around and making
Droplets fall
Did I just see
A  rainbow

No alarm needed
A cloud burst of red and orange
Gently entered the room

surely a poem
Out of this walk
Where the sun.breathed
Upon.me
A gentle.breeze
Whispering upon
My back
Grasshoppers in numbers
Dancing on the grass
So many butterflies
More then I've seen
All year.
Yellows and oranges
Splashing a kaleidoscope
Of colors before me
A hawk showing off
Its'freedom making
Crazy eights in the air
And a turtle in the middle
Of the walk peeking out
Of it's shell
The diamond colored lake
In her stillness
What a beautiful day
To be alive
For this iam
Eternally thankful

Miss waiting for the bus
Will need its service
No longer
No more work
No more waiting
Or rushing
No bus pass
Hot chocolate on
A winter's day
Freezing hands
And feet
No new people
To just say
Hi to
Or even a book
To read
Most of all
Will miss you
My friend my companion
You waited with me
Till my bus came
Sometimes with candy
Melted from your pocket
A poem to read me
Inked on you arm
A joke to tell me
A tale or two
Even a whistled song
Though Metro stops
For me
Hopefully you wont

He ate His last supper
With His twelve
What a

Take a picture fast
The brilliant reds
Glowing in the sky
Will soon
Fade away
Take a picture fast
The brilliant smiles
Of yesteryear
Will soon
Fade away
Take a picture fast
The leaves afire
In the tree
Will soon be gone
Take a picture fast
The hands So soft
All withered and frayed
Take a picture fast
Before Life goes
              A
                 W
        ..............A
      ....................Y

You talk to me
In song
Screeching overhead
Croaking by marshy
Ground
Buzzing by
My ear
Honking as you
Fly by
Purring a.sweet
Warm melody
Barking to be walked
Pecking at a tree
Hooting at night
And howling of
A wolf nearby
Sing to me
Sing to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
It's silence
I can't stand

Tears fell from my eyes
An umbrella standing near
Caught each tender drop

Oh so many tears
Drip by Drip they quickly.fell
Until none were left

Tears keep drippin down
Need  a bucket to collect
All of mankind's pain

Tears fell from
Your face
   Drip
  .......by
   .. ...........Drip
On your sneakers
Leaving traces  of sadness
You wouldn't let
Me dry them
So I'll wait
Till next time
Maybe you'll
Let me in

Tears fall.on the ground
And leaving spots all over
Sun will dry them up

So happy to hear you laugh
After all the tears
That you shed
Oceans and oceans
Of tears
Tossing over me
Tried wiping away
Another wave came
If I were the sun
I'd dry them away
Perhaps if I dance
On my head
And fall to the ground
I'll get a giggle or two
Luckily I won't
Have to
But I would
But I won't
Because I just
Heard you laugh

You said you
Counted fifty geese
When I was happy
I had counted ten

Thinking of Thanks
Giving of hearts
Remembering
Counting blessings
Received
And Given
People here
And gone
Loved
Thanks
Giving

Warm thanks
Fly through
The air
Hoping to spread
Love
Not disease

If you need to name
A Higher Power
Just look up
At the sky
The sun will
Warm your heart
The moon will
Wink at you
If you feel alone
The stars will
Lighten your Heart
And in the moment
You can just
Call out
Thank You

I thank you
God for a
Prayer i hadn't
Sent
But you answered
In ways only
You could
And you loved
Me so full
Of flaws
To put me
On the mend
And I thank
You
With all my
Heart