Lost in Thought (L.I.T)

I swim freely in the ocean
derived from my thoughts.
Blue, vast, and open…
Just picture me floatin’.
I swim circles
in my thoughts.
The Waters have no end
and it doesn’t mend.
Afraid to drown,
I look for help – I cry out.
I don’t pretend.
Little did I know; I was alone.
My swim turns into a float
on my back,
I face the angry sun.
This was before
I bumped your boat.
That’s when my life begun.
My cry for help
echoed and carried
to another swimmer
listening.
I’m no longer afraid.
Above the water
is where we’ll stay.

A Million Moods

Things. People. Moods
Change
Faster than I blink.
Thoughts. Moods. Feelings
Change
The way people think.
I have felt a million moods –
Each mood is apart of me.
I have moods with attitudes
Affecting me and how I see.
Life passed on with time gone;
I still feel a million moods.
I still feel both right and wrong
and a dying need to feel you too.

Molly’s Moment

Reality is shifting. Can I adjust?
Spirits are lifting. Who to trust?
Perception altered. Time went fast.
Memories fade: Some unscathed.
I journey home. I forever roam.
Visions look different.
Nothing’s the same –
Yet I remain
on a journey
to find home.
Hours, days, and weeks go by
And I look at the same sky.
Molly’s moment feels so right.
This is her moment; This is her night.

No Harm No Foul

Why mess with something
that minds its own?
Don’t call someone
who hates the phone.
Receive harm
and stop
before giving it back.
Avoid the top
and stay on track.
See the pain
before it’s shown.
Fan the flame
away from home.
Please Don’t
Harm others;
Focus and breathe.
Inhale and smile:
Feel
LOVE.
Exhale
PAIN.
Enough is Enough.
Don’t curse the rain!
No Harm. No Foul.
Live and Learn.
Appreciate the candle
as it burns.

Just Another Ghost Town

Past choices made
led me
to this very moment.
I’ve wandered for miles
to be free,
to know where
all the love went.
Years pass by
with my attention …
Gone.
My head stays
.
.
.
down
as voices surround
me – a person not seen.
I don’t know how
long it’s been.
I quickly look up
to no one around;
It might just be
another
ghost town.

Hot Head

Beads of sweat build

On the surface of my face.

Eyes sweat filled.

No signs of shade.

Sun beams down,

Surprising me often.

It comes around

As my skin softens.

Oh, heat! Give me a break.

I’m becoming a hot head.

The sun I cannot shake

Turns white to red.

Oh, heat! Please be kind.

I sweat and I sweat.

Oh, sun! You’ll be fine

For it is time that you set.

Trust Your Gut (TYG)

I’m being told how to live.
I trusted my gut; that’s what I did.
I’m growing old today and tomorrow.
I’m growing old of yesterday’s sorrow.
I trusted my gut all the same
avoiding the regret that never came.
I trusted this feeling till’ the very end.
I trusted my gut, a loyal friend