This mental stalemate, (though I’d call it a draw), Persists when my pen goes unused. My wit still could cut copper, split heads off the straw, But…… Read more “Writer’s Bane Pt. 2”
Duet of Hearts
A friend of old, forgotten not.This bond of youth, though never taught,Was bound in care, and remained taut;Good times, deep loveThese two souls sought. Their laughter rang,…… Read more “Duet of Hearts”
Dear Introvert
Reserved and still, I may appear, But I’m weary from battles of thought. Calamity threatens the stronghold, I fear, How long has this introvert fought? Since mother…… Read more “Dear Introvert”
Writer’s Bane
Like sheaths to swords, an ink-less penIs useless and utterly sad. I wish there a way to say this again: I suck at this writing so bad!A…… Read more “Writer’s Bane”
Love that Enshrouds
She is the one, My gentle sun, The light in my eyes and heart. This lasting peace Where my hardships cease, Brings relief to my innermost part.…… Read more “Love that Enshrouds”
Old Mall Ride
A veteran of fun, I’m certainly the one, Who works to make little kids laugh. Though now worn and torn, From the day I was born, My…… Read more “Old Mall Ride”
Thinking of Her
You pop into my mind,At every turn I take.Your heart is warm and kind,For you, my whole soul quakes.I think about our love,The glue that keeps us…… Read more “Thinking of Her”
Imagination
With a stick as a wand, I fought giants and trolls, Too many to recount or recall. My backyard is huge, With foliage as cover, In this…… Read more “Imagination”
Sweets and Birds
I asked God for an ice cream cone,(While keeping good manners in tone).Believed it could drop from the sky,With faith, not wondering how or why.With cone in…… Read more “Sweets and Birds”
Rubber Balls
Bouncing balls of jubilee, Colors and deep blues I adore! Translucent delights, though only for sight, So one must not ever give a bite!
Rat Race
What’s more to life than labor and rest, I’m out here alone just trying my best. When depression reigns, it increases the pain For money (I cling…… Read more “Rat Race”
Lost
Which path I meant to take, I noticed I made a mistake. Not lost or even in fear, Though darkness covers my rear. The trees aligned, the…… Read more “Lost”
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