(2014)
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
When we are young we strive to be cool with our clothes and the way we move and our friends with swag as adults though our friends be co…
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low