Be woke
over
asleep
at the wheel
knocking
down
trashcans
on collection day
turning
into
traffic
from misguided directions
jumping
off
cliffs
at unexpected curves
I would rather
be woke
over
blind
to life’s traps
Be woke
over
asleep
at the wheel
knocking
down
trashcans
on collection day
turning
into
traffic
from misguided directions
jumping
off
cliffs
at unexpected curves
I would rather
be woke
over
blind
to life’s traps
Darkness dancesin my eyesattempting to rest the mindbut thoughts invadepersistforbidbedtime reposeNightly hours of sleepless stress Is everything ready for tomorrow?What if I’m not ready?Will I lose control?…count backwards one hundredninety nineninety eightninety seven… 12:17Did I make my car payment?What if I didn’t?Will it ruin my credit?…count backwardsone hundredninety nineninety eight… 2:47What did she mean by that?Am I wrong?Did she tell others?…count…back wardsone hundredninety nine……
Let’s meet where the sidewalk starts,Saunter and stroll and share our hearts.Talk and walk the footpath together,Let’s ramble and babble no matter the weather. Let’s hold hands to keep us warm,Dark clouds warn of distant storm.Rain can fall and wind can blow,Let’s keep talking and walking, let’s go. Steps might falter but our grip won’t…
My world is deep and blue Painted in a sad, cloudy hue. Saturated by the dark of night. Most brilliant in the morning light. My world is so deeply blue. I’ve started experimenting a little bit more with my poems and using AI to generate music. I still write the lyrics, but it’s scary what…
I Am Just SayingWhen Jesus blessed the persecutedhe was not recruitingan armyof understudiesto weave wooland spin yarnseasily unraveledonly to hirescribes and Phariseesto cry in courtsof public opinionabouttheir oppression.He did notwant that.I am justsaying… What Exactly Am I Saying? If you spend a little time with the poems on this site, you might notice how often…
Wanting SkiesClouds congregatewithin wanting skiesPonderingPlanningPromisingComforting tearsfor eager,parched earth. The Power of Brevity Short poems leave room for readers to participate in the creative process. Instead of over-explaining every detail, brevity relies on suggestion. A few carefully chosen words can point toward an idea while leaving room for readers to bring their own experiences and interpretations…
“Jelly beans are proof that happiness can come in small, colorful packages.” — Anonymous Rainbow soldiers fight a sugar war;costumed joy to heal a sick day.Cherry bites a bitter truthlicorice tells me lies.Buttered popcorn meltsgrape’s sweet kiss.I choosepink. Pop. Writing a Nonet The nonet is a poetic form that begins full and satisfying with nine…