What Year Is This?

by | Apr 18, 2013 | Poetry

What year is this? Is it the year Of my freedom, my triumph? Or just another disaster I must and will master. Creeping, crawling through The sadness, the madness Striving for some gladness To dwell here in my heart When will it start? When will all this muddy Turmoil...

I Didn’t Draw, I Wouldn’t Paint

by | Dec 3, 2012 | Affirmations, Poetry

I didn’t draw, I wouldn’t paint Little love, lots of hate Time stood still And seemed to crawl No one knew What could or would be all. Focused on the wrong thing then Didn’t know what was up Or around the bend. Hardship was a constant friend Little...

Hear The Wind Blow

by | Sep 19, 2012 | Poetry

                              Hear the wind blow Blowing goodness Health and prosperity Into the arms of the waiting Suffocating dread Hurt and disaster. Blowing, blowing Blowing fresh,...