The day the dreamer woke up
is not a sad tale for all.
For some out there,
it’s part of life’s call. Continue reading
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Serious Poems
Driftwood
I am a little piece of driftwood.
Don’t mind me as I float by.
No one really notices.
I never catch anyone’s eye. Continue reading
Three Gifts
For a long time
I have thought and thought this through
and if I could
I would give three gifts to you. Continue reading
The Bully
The wind did what wind does
and blew and blew
like a bully it pushed that tree
but the branches knew what to do. Continue reading
Goodbye
Goodbye my friend.
The words get stuck inside.
What good is in the bye?
It just doesn’t seem right. Continue reading
Kindness
Kindness should begin with me
because I know it should
even if it doesn’t come naturally
I can practice until I get it down good. Continue reading
Why Me?
When trouble hits
and it’s hard to just be
it is tempting
to ask out loud “Why me?” Continue reading
Remember
Remember to be good
even when things don’t look so good. Continue reading
Angel
Angel
where have you gone?
Why did you leave?
Have you found your song?
Do you know how much I grieve?
Come home, angel, come home. Continue reading
Two Graves
There are two graves
that sit on a hill
overlooking the land
as if a silent sentinel. Continue reading
