Beware the bounce and happy Beware sharing that aspect of personality as it arises Only a few appreciate it And it drains energy Keep it inside Bubble and break like a wave on the shore of a deserted beach Nobody sees Yet the ocean continues In all it’s glory *I take many breaks from social […]
I cannot be what you want me to be I can only be what I am Pursed lips Rolled eyes Heavy sighs These all come from your own insides Not mine Expectation is the killer of happiness People pleasing Just drains us We go along perfectly fine Until the wind changes *It’s tricky – this […]
I have a hatstand full of hats And yet usually I’m wearing a bright orange freebie Someone gave to me From OCG As a poet I love a metaphor So this has me thinking Perhaps the hat that suits me most Is the one that chooses me And maybe I should stop overthinking this thing […]
Emptiness can feel like hollow and hollow can feel like space and space can feel like a luxury unless it is crying for company which mine rarely is The expanse can open up on a perfectly comfortable afternoon chasm yawning wide as the book closes the movie ends And for those first few minutes the […]
And it occurred to me That these are the days Each 24 hours long (As decided by some surmising doing being some thousand years ago) These are the days Through which we rush headlong Like children hounded by bells School is out It is in Lessons in session Heads down we forge ahead Fall behind […]
Reflection is useless when looking in a stone the surface unyielding to any sort of enquiry And yet, we would be more intelligent to ask the stone the pebble who am I? then to listen to the rabble that surrounds us in the midst of daily life The routine Same people same thoughts same places […]
Routine Is a cage we build ourselves into And then throw away the key It’s safe Predictable Sane even A train on tracks knows where it is going And where it is not But out the window Life flashes by and flock of bright winged birds soars into an endless sky The train knows where […]
I do not begrudge the morning birds the simplicity of their songs Instead pondering How to wake into a world that does not instantly crush me with thoughts Of what must be done Of what could occur Of what Of when Whom How How to wake into a world where the only question is Which […]
