a question i need to ask

A question I need to ask
But why
There is no answer
Why even try
It is exactly as I see
But what is that
In front of me
The eye connected
To the brain
Sometimes it all
Is such a strain

the air is quite chilly

The air is quite chilly
The snow drifts are soft
I feel rather silly
As I try to stay aloft
Do not want to slip
On the snow or the ice
A backbending flip
Would not feel
Very nice.

i am an orca

i am an orca, i like to swim,
this life in small enclosures
for me is quite grim.
i need to hunt down
and capture my food,
not have it thrown at me
when you are in the mood.
in these small waters
i frolic and splash,
or your personal amusement,
so that someone can make cash.
i have had enough
and want to be an orca at again,
swim far away from this prison,
i am just waiting for when.
please hear my cries
before someone else dies

snow flakes dance

snow flakes dance
on the window pane
laughing lightly
as they chase the rain
piles of white
gather on the street
happily obstructing
the bootbound feet
that on the sidewalks
try to make their way
in their "it's just another
day."

help me

help me to get over the heartache and despair,
the pain that i see everywhere.
help me to help those who are so in need.
thrown in the garbage or exploited by greed.
help me to help all of those who cannot speak,
cowering frightened, or hungry and weak.

sometimes the words
are far away
it can be so hard
to find something to say
other times the words
just seem to flow
my fingers pound
yet seem so slow
i dance feelings
hard to articulate
inner steeling
tries to close the gate
but force it open
i will always try
until it is my time
to say goodbye

le jardin de terre deux

this is the garden god created,
meant to be shared, not decimated.
it is not up to the hand of man,
to decide which species
live and die on their land.
man is here to protect
the planet's health,
not destroy it with
cunning or stealth.
humans please respect everything you see,
before it is all history.

turns on

whale kills trainer, tiger turns,
when will people ever learn?
wild animals do not have a proclivity
for living in captivity.
they are not here to entertain or to amuse.
to treat them that way is to abuse.
respect their natures, souls and minds.
they are here by the creator to be treated kind.

heart songs

look beneath what is evident to the eye,
all you have to do, give it a little try,
the words are there, the lyrics, the song,
beauty internal is the one that is strong!!!!

peace on earth? alas i dream, to awake in mirth, instead of with a scream!!!!

a little poem of mine published on this site today

http://radicalvirgo.blogspot.com/2010/02/venus-girls-fleeting-beauty.html

bay

the moon is a beacon that heralds the night,
the wolf is now speaking, as he howls at its light.
he calls for the ones that are lost or in pain,
he calls, they don't answer, so he calls again.
where are my people, my pack, my friends.
the trees are my steeple, will this slaughter end?

the poets walk

The poets walk
on cobblestones
Is sometimes shared
But mostly alone.

can i find a place

Can I find a place
To call my own
A space where I feel
I have a home
Can I find some respite
From all the hurt
Soothing waters
That wash away
the dirt

dive

i dwell inside a dark dark land,
i would like to hold onto someone's hand.
of the void i am on the verge,
i sit here thinking, as i submerge.

i'm just me

i am me
just me
i am
all
i am going
to be
i am not
what is gone
nor am i
what you dream
upon
i am earth
i am song
i am
just
trying
to get
along

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waters

all those we lost all those we love,
at such a cost we push and shove.
but in our constant living motion,
our hearts cry out in a loving ocean.

what you feel inside is outside spread,
you can fill your world with love or dread.
be kind be careful, keep an open mind.
just keep walking forward, leaving toxic behind

abanned done

a gentle touch,
a kindly face,
would help so much,
fill up the space.
the empty hole
so deep inside,
when my owner left me
then ran to hide.

one day

one day the lord of the earth became sad,
looking at the world he had.
all the hate, all the fear,
that is not why he brought man here.
where is the garden with love he filled,
man's heart seemed to harden, so many killed.

as the afterglow

as the afterglow of valentine's wanes,
everything remains the same.
why can't the love still emanate,
be the main course on our plate?
why can't the spirit of love abound,
embracing every living thing around.
mankind don't close your heart
until next valentine's day,
keep the door wide open,
let love lead the way.

mist

to those once with us,
who no longer remain,
we feel your loss,
and it causes pain.
but we know you are
in a place of peace,
with others, just like you,
whose troubles have ceased.
your tenure on earth
with us never enough,
yes we go on,
but at times it is rough.

i need shelter

I need shelter from my own pain
I am afraid of cold and rain
I need shelter from what I am told
I listened too long and
Now I am old
I need shelter from
The world at large
I do not like the rules
And I am not in charge

valentine 2

a valentine's wish not from hallmark sent,
but from the heart, with true intent.
to those who long for one who has gone,
a star for you to dream upon.
to those forced to be apart,
may tomorrow bring a brand new start.
to those who sit alone and sad,
may someone's love make you warm and glad.

war

war is hellish time mispent
all the lives that came and went
and for what reason was any good done?
seems like pain for everyone
and the damage collateral,
the innocents feel
as the news shows
play each reel living
hings always pay the price
hello there governments
that is not very nice!!!!

end trail

if my head walks where the earth is still,
my feet will try to follow.
but my heart goes where my head will not,
leaving itself so hurt and hollow.

barge

in the scheme of things
that are not so large,
upon my tranquillity
some issues barge.
to shut them out,
on my path to stay,
just turning aside
until they go away.

valentine

What is the meaning of a valentine
Is it a pretty bunch of flowers
with a card and a glass of wine?
Is about rushing
to the department store
After the gift is open,
Wrapping lies on the floor
Or is it about the joining
Of simpatico souls
The celebration of love
Two halves making
One whole
The feeling of together
Even when apart
The meaning of forever
Locked inside one’s heart

the snowflakes dancing gently around, enjoying their freedom before they hit the ground

at times we sit here so surprised

at times we sit here so surprised
at the challenges we face
and those to which we rise.
we keep on going, not discouraged.
so we keep on growing,
inside our courage.
we live each day
as though it were our last,
doing everything we can
to forget the past..
to forge a future
bright and clear,
what better reason
do we live here?

we

we eat, we breathe.
we love,we grieve.
we live, we die.
we make some people cry.
we walk so fast,
we run too slow,
sometimes we have
no place to go.
can we do more
with life than this,
can we embrace
each moment with a kiss?

foredetermined

our lives are built
on time borrowed.
that goes by too fast,
and ends sorrowed.
we have no control
over the hands that move,
so we avoid potholes,
by staying in the groove.
we dodge we jump
we walk we run,
we negotiate
when our game is done.
but negotiations always fail
as we are not the authors
of our own tales.

at times

At times confounded
By hostilities unfounded
At times, so full of muscle
As I see right through
The hustle
At times both lost
And found
My own bewilderment
Astounds
At times I write
A poem
To awaken
My inner home

the world of mean

the world of mean
is a terrible place,
everyone thinks they own it,
and will not share their space.
if different you are,
they will let you know,
the disdain that they feel,
all too eager to show.
isolated in their cruelty,
driven by lack of self worth,
afraid of the keenness
of those that remain good on this earth.

will the evening go quiet, soft place in the dark,
or will internal riot let off a sad spark?

id est

it is the air i breathe that makes me strong,
the sun i feel after a night too long,
the steps i make on the ground so pliant,
the stand i take, when i rise, defiant.

raisin d'etre

i am looking for a reason to open my eyes.
too many questions, too many whys.
i am looking for reason to answer the door,
when nobody is out there, at least not any more,
i am looking for a reason, just for reason's sake.
before the next season, the next step i take

for better, for verse

i wish to approach each day with grace,
look inside myself to heal the place,
that hurts aloud from time to time,
to put more reason into my rhyme.
to reach out to others,
my faults to confess,
to work my way out of
the self made mess.
to hold accountable
those who have erred,
no problem insurmountable
once caring has occurred