Life can sometimes be hectic. I have found that writing brings me pleasure. I have been writing for years and never shared very many of them with anyone until I ran across this web site. What is the point in writing if you don't share it. It doesn't really matter if my poetry is good as long as it brings me joy and happiness. My writing is inspired by life and although some of it is very dark none of it is autobiographical and all of it is fiction and should not be taken as anything other than my artistic way of expressing things both real and unreal. |
I love a sunny day
A day where clouds cannot form...
Although I can't see, I know you are there
So much in the dark and completely unaware...
We have a war within our own shores
All the Democrats and Republicans do is fight...
You have the gifts any man would like for...
A kind word...
Without you:
My life is a desert where the grass will not grow...
I once had a dad,
I watched, I learned...
I sometimes wonder what life has been about
Maybe I'm just too old fashioned...
He came home from work, tired of the burdens of...
He reached across the bed to find comfort, but she...
After the battle was over.
One group from each side survived...
After so many years,
Living in the colony of lepers...
Finding love is like trying to grab a handful of Jello from a bowl. It will do everything it can to evade your grip, eventually you'll grab a little, but only enough to make you want more. |
A good love is like a rash |
There is nothing quite like being told how much you are loved for nine years, and then the next day being handed divorce papers. |