(2014)
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread