When one is going down the other is pushing up
Category: poetry
I Sit Here Alone
In a crowded room of yesteryears
Two Men and a Girl
One man gave me life
the other made me his wife
A Nursery Rhyme
FIVE SIX – Pick up sticks
The world’s hardened you with cheap tricks
A Love Song
A simple board now transformed
Muscles flex securing the hold
Strongly fastened to a tree
White hair & Weak hands
Scared and unsure is a look I’ve never seen on him before
I remember…
the flutter of your butterfly kisses
Serenity
A ballet of silhouettes endlessly dance above
Dreams are beckoned and set free
The Nefarious
Infection and contagion are their life mission
Blurred
Music plays but I do not hear
Rhythms of the road softly lull
Talk fades into the distance
