Sunday, April 23, 2006

rain's reign

there is no downpour more copious than the tears of a broken heart

Thursday, April 13, 2006

the little girl

the little girl stood on the hill

the air was quiet, the night was still

torments around her outside in

she had to run

internal din

she found a place cushioned and warm

where she felt so far from harm

it was a lake so deep and black

as she dove in she did not look back

within the liquid artifice

lost alone a place like this

and everytime the anguish felt

in these toxic waters

she would melt




my friend

my friend today you're feeling bad

you're in my life im feeling glad

you lend support you're  kind and true

wish the world had more like you


my eyes open again

in emotional contusion

isolation and sorrow

an unholy fusion


Wednesday, April 12, 2006

another morning i awaken

seeing steps i have not taken

moving forward pace is slowing

why is life such hard  hard going

head looking around my atmosphere

wishing i was anywhere but here

but here i sit inside myself

sadness creeping with its stealth


Saturday, April 8, 2006


the rainlets fell upon her face

mingling with her tears

they found their place

Monday, April 3, 2006

the antidote to the aforementioned human state

for those of us who dare to surmise

that this path is not too wise

who choose to walk with awkward gait

hoping it is not too late

as long as we can breathe and live

we can find what life has to give

open heart and open mind

forgetting bad was left behind

love of all things matters most

sad memories a forgotten ghost


the human condition today's rendition

in today's edition of the human condition

we have a refrain of the old rendition

be careful outside dont let it slip

because on your feelings you might trip

lost in the trap self imposed isolation

soul depriving, intense desolation

walk this path of rocks and stone

destined forever to be alone


Saturday, April 1, 2006

the emotional map

human contortions

everybody' s crap

their bloated proportions

warped depressions

highs in their lows

just running in circles

got  nowhere to go

and never forgetting

you dont let it show

waking up to themselves

someone they dont know


hal the coyote just wanted to live

didnt cause any trouble

no problem did he give

hunted down said he didnt belong

before he was caught

he was running strong

decimated by the hand of man

doing the usual worst it can

rest in peace wild thing of the night

where you are now, youll be alright



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I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings