Tomorrow

I’ll try tomorrow

I’ll pretend to get up and go

It’s Just Love

Shapes
They do not matter

A Girl and her Dreams

“Even I could create a phenomenon”

Our Tree Is Dead

Outside my window

our tree is dead

It’s taking itself down

Ways

In the end, 
only footprints remain, 
even they fade, though the land may longer remember, 
like the shell-heaved fields of Flanders, 
like Troy in…

Seeing

How do I

lift this drab coat

Bleeding Thoughts…

I’m bleeding
Thoughts
Out to a world
That never
Listens
To hope
Or compromise.
It’s no wonder
I’m left
Tone deaf
When it comes
Full circle
Standing
Awkwardly
In the middle
Of a room
With people
Who cannot 
Hear me.

Ahchoo Haiku

Sun peeks from behind

a grumpy gray rainy cloud,

making children smile.

Sheep

When seeing shadows on a wall
The meek concede and cower
Noticing the light naturally fall,
The strong consolidate their power.

Stand up at once and gather
Let ideas unfold and breathe
Opposition never mattered
To…