• What Is Our Freedom

    We had winter fights with fresh fallen snow, snow balls flying through the air with a zeal couldn’t hurt anyone, lots of laughter. On the news they talked about molotovs being thrown against store fronts, and in the streets the kids made their own. Our world has not been turned upside down, yet we have…

  • A Silent Anxiety

    When waking in the morning in a sigh, the night before becomes my today. Waiting with very little confidence we all seem trapped in our own diaspora. Some are easily amused, others abused of their natural rights to be human.  With every given morning a wait is long, searching for meaning in our own storm.…

  • An Anxious Appeal

    When in the quiet of my alone, a storm appears, awaits me, a patient peril on the other side, hoping my energy its appeal. When everything becomes an evidence, plays in my head, only finding peace will alleviate those lingering flashbacks, always an aching awareness. How distant we decide a path, can often distract our…

  • Isolation

    Feels hauntingly familiar, Standing alone.  I can be surrounded, And still left watching Conversations occur around me. My first instinct is to wonder why. Well, that seemed to help Years ago. I could just disappear But that left me with no security, then. Today I can feel that quiet Silence surrounding me again. This time,…

  • Going With Silence

    In the morning I’ll wake And what I think about now Becomes last night’s musings. If only I might feel the outcomes Without having to sleep. Like right now I want a solution Letting tomorrow be brand new.

  • Motion

    When thoughts step inside, Emotions become alert to a Situation suggests a Silent direction. Oh this is how we live In our confusion always alert To sudden changes we’d avoid, staying clear of the commotion, If we could, if we knew how. Instead our resolute selves Choose that moment we believe.

  • A Yearn

    When outside a chill begins A reminder of changing seasons, In our lives We too, experience evolution, A need to adjust to the world Around us. Our desire to scream Always masked by our own ally, The human condition.

  • Tears Speak

    I listened along today, Sounds of love landing Upon my frame of mind. I could go anywhere now, I thought, imagining forever. Sounds of mysterious wonders Evolving inside my mind. I knew today the luxury Of living beyond my selves.

  • Silence

    When standing in a space, Conversations occur nearby While you stand and listen, Thoughts in your mind scramble. When watching a horizon and your eyes do come alive, The rest of you feels nature As it guides our frame of mind. Feel the beauty of life out loud. A kind world always listening.

  • A Silent Harmony

    I can hear the melody, Like a blowing wind on the rafters, Almost a song to build upon, Our frame of mind is fragile. Today the world stopped for me, Gave me time to imagine anything. I wanted to feel freedom, And instead found the grip too tight. If only I might allow myself, To…