The Simple Things

Everybody knows the simple things

Like 2 and 2

but here is something new

You should never be afraid

Of who you are and

What you will become

I sit on a branch looking through the trees

Searching endlessly

For the something else

I thought I needed

I watch the clouds pass by

Change color as the sun

Falls

Just to realize that I

am like those clouds

Changing, moving

meeting unknown Horizons

Not finding something else

but Myself

now is the time to question

Yourself

Are you like those clouds?

Or merely a reflection in the pool

Fear not Change

and

Keep moving

I wrote this many years ago... but it applies to today I think.

Battle

Love is a Kindred Spirit

torn between the mind and heart

Brought to pieces by

Passion & Knowledge

Untrusting but Unfaltering

Never Growing

Never Wavering

It remands the Same

Hospital Visits

IV's

& resperators

Knobs and wires

the drip drip of morphine

Soft beeps of a heart beating

holding on

to precious moments

Laying still

breathing hard

Pain

moans of fear

She waits

Cold & frightened

I hold her hand &

Wait for her to wake

I wish to take away

the hurt

Try to tell her words of

sweet comfort

All I can think to say...

"I love you"

The Cirque de Freak

Oh, Chuckle I
at this masquerade bazaar
How the circus shines
and how the laughter stretches far

Giggle at a jesters folly
as He tumbles and trips
over his twisting tongue
so silly the flips

She wobbles at her dance
The dainty gypsy
she spins on her little plastic toes
but seems a bit too tipsy

How odd is he, a sheer sight to see!
The Serpent they call the freak...
Half man, half snake
with a bright yellow beak!

those stranglings! I watch as they toil
Wearing their faces
the show must go on
Each in their places!

I laugh as I stand at the ready
from my own barred box
Just the infamous juggler
with the un-matching socks