Poem: Tinsel Time

Wrap me up in tinsel
Pour me another drink
So when you unwind me
The world will spin when I spin

Poem: Careening Towards the Finish

Time is like the slide
we climbed on the old playground
from the top the bottom seemed
far away

Poem: Heartfelt

Here in the dawning morning
Early rises my beating heart
Arriving on sweet robin’s song
Ready to carry on fluttering wing
Towards Cupid’s loving embrace

Poem: Concerned Bystander

It was in the middle school gym
where I saw you with a mark
dark upon your brow and asked
with concern for your safety about it

Poem: What Was Once Big Became Bigger

When I was young
Confined to the playgrounds of youth
The world seemed so large
Full of wide wonder
As I grew older
With the opportunity to explore
Instead of growing smaller
The world now at my fingertips
Continued to grow with my curiosity

Poem: Wound Wound

The needle is the key
Sunken deep in her vein
Wound up like a clockwork toy
She teeters through motions
Slowing movements winding down

Poem: Seeds

Here we sow the seeds of our own birth
That will erupt from fertile ground with tendrils
Stretching towards the nourishing rays
Of the sun around which we revolve