rain

rain wash away my sorrows

drown inside my tears

bring a new tomorrow

cleanse me of my fears

hide inside the darkness

deep where noone peers

muted cries so softly

so loud that noone hears

rain come down upon me

warm or cold and still

your water i will borrow

till my emptied heart

you fill

again

another night

i want to weep

again i cannot

fall asleep

head so heavy

body drained

feeling very

overbrained

menopause rap

over 50 and i feel like crap.thats why im writing the menopause rap...dont sleep at night and turn and toss, gum disease even though i floss...bags under my eyes enough to make me flip, large enough to pack for a round the world trip....old favorite foods just make me sick, as i watch my waist get thick....cellulite and gravity.. who came up with this depravity...jowls are dropping so's my chest...i wont even mention the rest...id dedicate this body to science but they wont take it....never mind how it looks naked...butt has fallen to the floor, proctologist cant find it any more, people on the bus give a seat to me, do they think if i stand im gonna pee.... my moods swing more than tarzan ever did...my thighs they jiggle like a squid...yep middle age really sucks but what source for lots of nyuks

m.t.

poems dried

her spirit shot

a way to feel?

it is not

and when she finally

felt a word

this is all

her spirit

heard

 

 

the price

 

one pays for being smart

is seeing things as they are

but smart is not always very wise

as one can go too far

and inadvertently cause pain

to someone close and dear

all one can do is hope that this

did not cause any fear

 

flower

alone in the wood

the flower stood

doing what

a flower should

budding, blooming, withering

died

all alone no matter

how it tried

 

i write

what i feel

i feel what i right

maybe its not happy

maybe its not light

but this is how

i feel tonight