Hurricane Season

Though you've never been mine,
you come into my life at unexpected times
and destroy the wall I have built around me.
And after I gather the remains up,
you send your friends after me,
to knock down what you couldn't.
I prepare for the next strike,
I gather my things,
and leave my home behind.
I don't know what the future holds for me,
but with you in the back of my mind,
your love will last through hurricane seasons.

Heart and Mind Agree

My heart knows it wants your love,
It knows you are beautiful and kind,
But my mind knows you will never be mine.
I do not act with my head,
but I act with my heart,
hoping you will one day love me as I you.
My heart plays the angel on my shoulder,
who sees the good in everyone.
But my mind is the devil on the other,
telling me to move on against my will.
When my heart and mind agree,
is when we will finally be.

Barrel Wall

You hang on the wall,
next to your spouse,
Watching children play checkers.
You hang, neglected by your family,
And observed by traveling strangers.
You claimed your love for each other
On the day of your wedding,
In front of everyone you knew,
And your love stays strong to this day.
Your lifelong devotion to each other,
Is put on a pedestal in front of all eyes.
That is why, I want a love
That can be hung on Cracker Barrel’s wall.

The Guitar of Life

I play the cords,
I travel the neck.
My melody is unique,
No one knows the notes.

I have my own style,
I dance my own beat.
My foot taps at the rhythm,
No one knows my happiness.

I play my song,
I sing my lyrics.
My heart plays the guitar,
That no one else controls.

Mr. Hook

Your ways are manipulative,
Your views are ridiculous,
And your mind is screwed,
But somehow you manage to draw us in.
You kidnap our precious belongings and loves,
And threaten their lives to get to ours.
You fight with all your might,
Only to lose to a bunch of kids
And their leader, Peter Pan.
Mr. Hook, is that how you get your pride?
By fighting with children?
You are a child, yourself,
For you can’t even defeat them.
Perhaps, it’s because kids are willing.
They are willing to believe in themselves,
Unlike the adults you call your crew.
Mr. Hook, it is time to stop.
Because those kids see the real you.

Six Poems

1. Be Free
One day, we’ll meet again.
But for now, it’s your time.
Time for your dance.
Time for your run.
Be free, Granddad and hug your maker.
Your spirit will always be with us,
Your words will guide us from the sideline.
One day, we’ll meet you at the field.

2. Personal Hell
Afraid of silence,
Afraid of love,
Afraid of happiness,
Afraid of pain,
Afraid of everything.

I create a world
Where no one feels.
We walk alone.
We’re always numb.
Our own personal hell.

A hell that no one knows
Except me and the voice within my mind.
My own stream of consciousness,
Kills me soul.
I am dead now.

Not physically dead,
But mentally and emotionally.
Dig my gave, deep in the ground,
But not so deep, I can’t feel the rain.

3. Monkey Bars
Blistered hands and dangling feet,
I continue down the monkey bars.
The end is in sight
And yet so far away.
My hand slips,
And I bring it back up.
Five more bars,
Four more bars,
Three more bars,
Two.
I make it across,
Healthy and strong.
Then I turn around
And go back
To follow the endless path
Of the life we lead.
I learn from my past,
And find strength to keep moving
As I continue down the monkey bars.

4. Untitled Four
O Lord, where are you when I need you most?
Why do you hide when I am on my knees?
I call and I call and I call,
But you do not answer.
I go through life dazed and confused,
Then you come and lift me out of high waters
When I expect it least.
You save my soul from Satan’s kiss
And show me where the path starts.
I question, but I follow
For I know you are never wrong.
You are the strength in my spine
And the sense in my mind.
I always call to you,
Because you are my lighthouse.

5. Nature
Nature is like love;
It holds beauty and life.
It is like pain.
That slowly fades away.
It is like a soft blanket,
That always warms your soul.
It is like people,
Who change through time.
It is breathe taking,
Much like the beauty in your eyes.




6. Untitled Five
If I could hide in a tree,
Or in the leaves on the ground,
I would stay there forever.
Forever with the lions who protect me.
Forever with the deer who warm me.
The trees would block the rain from me,
And they would shade me in the heat.
To live in the woods,
Is to live in the night.
To hunt mice with the owls,
And to run with the mice.

Slave Child

Do you see them looking at you?

Looking at you like they look at their master.

They follow your demand.

Who took their freedom away?

"The white man with too much power,"

they say.

Is their freedom lesser than ours?

Less important? Less avalible?

They are children,

let them go play.