Moving Forward ~ #Poem


Sometimes you have to start over
To appreciate what you once had
In order to get everything back
While learning to move boulders

Resist temptations of let’s pretend
Sweep expectations under the rug
Stuff fears in the closet with a shove
Organize thoughts into neat little bins

Although they’re my burdens to carry
I’d rather leave em dead and buried
To deal with hauntings over my shoulder
As a soldier, constantly moving forward

Never really looking ahead, nor back
Caught by surprise, at the time of attack
Fighting the panic cause I’ll handle it
With support & dedication that never quits

Doomed bloom

Even the itsy bitsy spider
Found himself tired and uninspired
Climbing up that water-spout
Just to be washed back out

He gave it a lot of thought
Before deciding to take off
For an environment that inspires
To feel a life full of blissful desire

It was on a warm spring day
He set out and made his way
To a Meyers Lemon Saloon
Checked himself into a bloom

Spun a deceitful web of doom
Luring all his lovelies with perfume

Heartbreaking 💔 #Poem

Strange, it’s literally aching
This heart that’s breaking
The pressure on my chest
Barely lets me catch a breath

This thick lump in my throat
Won’t go, as eyes overflow
It feels worse than death
Not knowing what to expect

I haven’t given you up yet
There’s still a few more tests
As I wallow painstakingly
Before the decision-making

Caught


Even when you’re the subject of quarry
There’s always two sides of a story
Found deep in the canyon of thoughts
Where you become disoriented and lost

Adrenaline flows; lashing out in spite
Fight or flight; from morning to night
Two wrongs make it right; a logical fallacy
Resulting in madness from the certainty

A rockslide of emotion caused by failure
Gives way to a notion belonging to nature
Taking its course thru silent destruction
Alienation serves as soul survival function

The luck you’ve got, know it’s not for naught
Between the sun & moon you find yourself caught

Holy fire 🔥🙏🔥


My eyes turn
To the ominous sky
As a plane drops
Out of sight

Wind whips tendrils
Against my face
Swirling thoughts
Fallen from grace

Birds flocking north
On erratic flights
Clouds of smoke
Rain, ashes white

Red is the sun
Blazing a trail of heat
Stamping out life
We desperately need

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