A 911 call
Victim is so blue
Bleeding from the heart
Died while enroute to reconciliation
Buried in a deep and painful longing

A beautiful day
is on the way
The flowers
get a gentle spray
The bees are happy
as can be
The geese fly over
in a vee.
The sun shines down
in beaming rays
As it does on most
lovely days
Traffic on the road
is in a bustle
As people get to work
in a hustle.

He took his belt off
The child is afraid and torn
between love and hate.

A lifetime I've spent
Fearing people and places
My home, deep in me

There once was a man from Greece
Whose flock of sheep he did fleece
The wool he sold
The sheep were cold
Their sweaters knitted by his niece

You're ambivalent
Your mouth says you don't want me
Your eyes say I'm loved.

Your names in the clouds
Written there by an angel
Hoped she'd get her wings.

J bottle things up
Until I can breathe no more
Then the cork is blown.

That's just how it goes
Sorry it's not in the cards
Can't fight city hall
My resolve even greater
After getting these answers.

Roses they are red
Violets pretty and blue
Why did I start this poem
Hell,  I haven't got a clue

Thought I'd slam the door
So you'd stop ignoring me,
You didn't notice.

I was never lost
Just waiting to be found
Baggage and all.

Flat Frisbees in flight
Beach blankets bundled by boys
Love letters litter

Beauty walks away
It really enjoyed its stay
Face now a new day.

I believe In love
and in a higher power
Don't believe in me.

My beloved one
Painted your face on the sun
Moon reflects in bronze.

Better days ahead
Troubles a second language
I'm not fluent in.

If the birds could speak
They'd talk about life and times
How they're free to be

Son asks black widow
"Mom, how did my father die"?
Black widow just sighs.

Waited by the phone
When you stopped coming around
But no calls came through
A new number you've found
So I'll quietly slip back,
into my loneliness inside
I'll take with me your memory
And a broken heart I will hide.

Too many hours spent
Fretting over seasons past
Change, the offender

Can't say I love you
Too afraid to say those words
Yet, they haunt my thoughts

Fall into a trap
When I say for you I care
You say that I don't
It goes on and on from there
Maybe you're right. I don't care.

Cat spoke in his cries,
"Hey. Just so you know Karen.
I'm the one in charge"

The streets have changed names
But the people are the same
Anywhere you go

Chipmunks were busted
Shoplifting their crime of choice
Nuts stuffed in their cheeks

Please make up your mind
You have many to choose from
Don't settle for me
I'm not a charity case
I'm just choice a,b or c

Used to go to church
Money's voice spoke over God's
People bought and sold.

Dog marks fire hydrant
That's how they say "I was here".
Like a post it note.

I searched long and hard
For words to compliment you
Seemed no words would do.

No true connection
That is what I have with you
Thinking the phones dead.

"You don't ever talk"
"I've heard enough out of you"
"Why can't you listen"?

You are controlling
I'm rebellious by nature.
We're oil and water

Courtesy I've found
Is more than please and thank you
It's about respect.

Crayon in my hand
Masterworks I did color
Stayed inside the lines.

Dance to my own tune
By light of many a moon
As the old ones croon.

Since you left me
I have learned to cry again
I'd forgotten how.

You ask for a dance
Music's gentle hands sway us
Move us in time.

No more can I dance
But I still feel the music
My soul can get down!

I am old fashioned
Like the feel of newspapers
Hand held moonlit walks

Online dating sites
Great for finding long term love
If not, sleep around

I hate decisions
I don't think they're my strong suit
Can't make up my mind.

Hiding behind walls
If you look that's where I'll be
Honing my courage.

Deja Vu moments
Did I already write this
Deja Vu moment?

Politely I ask,
if I may please be excused,
from my own demise.

In desolation
I feel that's where my soul lies
It is my truth

I'm not depressed
I'm challenged by happiness
Can't feel my happy.

In a tug of war,
between confidence and doubt
Both disqualified.

So much division,
in this world that we call home
Neighbors all are we.