Poems

Everybody knows what it’s like to be me
That is what the word is
on the street
So Who...

over there over here war is brewing war is waging while in Israel and Ukaine war is happening .It tears me...

running I'm running with a pad and pen racing thoughts over self again spaced out and jumping through hoops...

You can blow me off
you can send me home
you can tell me to send you a poem
and that’...

Why can't it stop me having arguments with my partner?
It has no emotion, doesn't understand dealing...

1970's Do we remember?

Saw it at at the Movies...

Frankie Valli...

Oh my!

...

WE ALL HAVE THEM PRINCIPLES,
SOME ARE GOOD,
SOME ARE NOT PRINCIPLES.

Turning a sandy desert into a stony one is the prerogative of nature, not of humanity.

Purpose.
Point.
Searching
for meaning,
truth,
purpose.
...

Her body.
Old and grey.
Her voice has.
No more to say.
She is waiting.
...

no one was looking
so he hid
a whispered secret
deep
within the perfect...

A penny for your thoughts.
Said a man who was passing by a man sitting on a park bench staring into...

I'm trying to see beyond, now read my song, let's just all try, and get along, It doesn't matter the race,...

IT IS JOY UNSPEAKABLE AND FULL OF GLORY
OH, THE HALF HAS NEVER YET BEEN TOLD
IT IS JOY...

WE ALL HAVE THEM
SOMETIMES WE IGNORE THEM
SOMETIMES WE ADDRESS THEM
ISSUES.

WHEN WE ARE BORN UNTIL THE DAY WE DIE,
HE IS THE WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE, AMEN AND AMEN,
...

WE CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH,
AT A CERTIAN POINT IN EVERYONE'S
LIFE WE MUST ALL, TAKE ONLY SO...