It was a moth
That beat against
The window pane
It was the size
Of a hummingbird
And flew about the same
As I neared
Ever closer
Close enough to see
Was it I that saw
The moth’s reflection
Or to the moth
A reflection of me
PERSPECTIVE… a poem
LIFE IS GOOD… a poem
Will envy be the cause,
For the last fighter to go down?
Will jealousy conquer,
And continue to tear lives apart?
Will fame really give solace
To those who have had none?
What of you and me?
Will our common sense prevail,
Or will the world have its way with us?
No! We have God on our side!
We have each other, too!
Life is good!
MUD PIE…
When the world gave me mud pie…
I pretended it was soft serve ice cream
And shared the love.
FALLING STAR… a poem
I caught a falling star
What else could I do
I cupped it gently in my palm
To hold and give to you
But as I held it
It grew bright
So, I thought I’d let it fly away
I reached up high
Towards the sky
But, in my palm, it stayed
I said, “You’re free! You can go!”
It only stared at me
Then words unspoken
Pierced my heart
Where once was misery
And something happened
Then and there
Within my very core
Deep inside
This broken soul
Is brokenness – no more
PIRATES… micro-fiction
Somewhere, over the horizon,
We know he is still free.
What a comfort it is for those
He left behind.
Sorrow? Nope!
We celebrate in returning a life
That should have never been held captive.
Pirates don’t need a dry cell.
Pirates need the open sea!
HER ROADMAP?… a poem
Her protean nature
Made her difficult to read
Just when I thought
I’d figured her out
It was I who would concede
Through years of observation
And patience at their best
Fail, still would I
A gullible guy
Until my final day of rest
GYPSY SOUL… a mini poem
Oh, my gypsy soul…
If only…
