Being Lazy
Being Lazy They work sometimes like the rest dragging their feet to do what is best. Confused about when to
Read moreFree Verse is poetry that has no specific format.
Being Lazy They work sometimes like the rest dragging their feet to do what is best. Confused about when to
Read moreAnd then there was oblivion, the haze of non-disclosure, the numbness of feeling nothing, and the hurt buried so deeply
Read moreWhen society is being bombarded by multiple negative messages coming from the political machines hell bent on trying to destroy
Read moreThe Journey in Perspective… Apparent to many, rarely the self, what escapes our would be cognizance, is our self-professed manipulations
Read moreFor hundreds of years they have survived, in spite of man, the heat of the deserts, survived the violence at
Read moreLike Alice in Wonderland, the spring brought me – into a world, that is always changing. Always new, what was
Read moreBeauty…a perception of life Finding beauty in the burden of sentience is not easy, not always apparent, considering what keeps
Read moreRemember Me … We live in times of turmoil and on dangerous paths we live on little at times and seek but this
Read moreCompliance… for good or self? Compliance is a knee-jerk response, an ingrained application of societal prohibition and structure, yet to
Read moreMist of a Storm … I look to the nearest forest edge and to the tops of the balsams firs
Read moreChoking on the acrid smoke Lips dry and parched Eyes stinging, bloodshot Staring at the devastation Aggressive efforts By armies
Read moreTis moments when magic is afoot, yet the hands of time offer neither mooring nor grapnel Sparkles of light flutter
Read moreAs a writer, there are times when my mind is too clouded to put anything of value on the page. Yes,
Read moreWe cannot just, look away Despite the carnage ahead Gruesome images Flooding our field of vision With so many horrible
Read moreSelfish Motives… Shocked I am, by the realization of what people will do to protect their delusions of self, a
Read moreGrandfather’s Vineyard … This is my old grandfather’s vineyard where I sat as a little girl, being told who
Read moreDeep Canyons … I have always found solace in the solitude that which only solitude can offer maybe to be
Read more“I Dare Ya!” My friend taunts. I dread those words, A kid can’t refuse. “Give it a go” He
Read moreThe shifting planetary tides, whether sand or waves or soil; they make history Hiding precious moments in their ever-growing layers
Read moreThe Inequity of Opinion … Opinions are simply ideas in response to questions, they are never definitive, as the answers
Read moreInspiration for this Poem This poem “But Nothing’s Gonna Change My World” is my interpretation of The Beatles song “Across
Read moreI climb through the weave of my life, contemplating the complexities of my purpose, knowing deep down, I
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