tabby was a cat he was just a stray
didnt have a home or a place to stay
digging through the bins for a bite to eat
anything at all for a tasty treat

sleeping in all weathers in the rain and snow
just a homeless cat nowhere he could go
he was very sad he began to cry
an old lady she had heard him. as she was passing bye

she picked up the cat took him home with her
held him very gently as she stroked his fur
the little cat was happy he had a place to stay
someone who would love him. no longer have to stray

there is a video to this poem
https://youtu.be/8SEXVCkO-AE here is link
take a look

Spiraling
                down
                          a pit
                                  of anxiety.

                     When suddenly


                          A

                          f

    ­                      r

                          e

           ­               e

                          f

                  ­        a

                          l

                         ­ l

                    headfirst
                    short
                    sharp
            ­        burst.

                          And then

P     r     o     c     r   a    s    tination
spilled         un   e   ve       nly

           on a tiled bathroom floor.

there was a little rabbit his name was billy joe
to a country concert he just long to go
wore a cowboy hat an his cowboy boots
he loved country music it was in his roots

took a trip to memphis down in teneesee
all the coutry stars billy went to see
billy played guitar wrote a song or two
be a country star billy longed to do

they called him up to sing billy had a go
billy took the stage at the country show
sang a song he wrote as he played guitar
every body loved him now billy was a star

his dream had come true. now a star was he
he left his home in england and moved to teneese
singing with stars just like he longed to do
billy he was happy his dreams had all come true

i love to watch the robin in the early spring
sitting on the fence as he begins to sing
his lovely spring time song. melts my heart away
singing it for me on a lovely springtime day

such a lovely song with a lovely melody
sat there on the fence singing it to me
makes me feel so happy as he sings his song
fills my heart with joy as i sing along

bartering time for money, wasting it on love
or vice versa

rationalizing choices in white rabbit pocket watch anxiety
a pound of flesh to sell off a soul in limited real estate high yield *******

not a single serving available to nourish the mind
after insipid, ear-bleeding monologue conversations

compiling minutes into days suffered
always searching for that quick high, down to the wire bout of auto-****** asphyxiation

in diamond pressure ulcers born in
self-induced, great expectations
that look like strangers in the distance

the breadcrumbs that resemble the stain of dreams
feed the drama that knows the only truth

the hollow cannot be filled with a diet of Xanax and double shot espresso
dancing through norms on marionette strings

bartering time for love, wasting it on money
or vice versa
when time is all we possess

wondering, if once that currency is depleted,
will your soul finally feel complete

Be careful,
Not to be too careful
Be careful,
Not to be careless

Care

I dont care, if you care more
I dont care, if you care less

The verb is care

The universe will take care of you
That way you dont lose your humanity