The Rise and Fall

I get up every morning
and I rise to my feet.
I get ready for the day –
just as people do.
I rise for another time.
I don’t see the signs
of any future decline.
I get dressed. I walk
towards the front door.
I swing the door open
and I take a big step,
but I trip before I leave.
I start to fall to the floor.
Just like that, my mood
is under attack. I rise
again, not before I tie
my shoes. The fall hurt,
but I learned to rise.
I look to the sky above
and I rise to my feet.
I like standing up to
the faces of defeat.

A Ride to the Other Side

Because I have wrapped up my first chapbook collection, I am starting a new one. Below you will find a link to the first chapbook of the new series. Enjoy!

Without further ado, I present you, A Ride to the Other Side

Physical copies coming soon…

Learn to Live

I have learned how to live –
I have so much that I can give.
I value each minute I am here;
I make decisions without fear.
I have learned about my life,
now I know how to live it right.
Problems I have come and go,
but not the wisdom I now know.
Every lesson, I take with me
on my quest to travel with ease.
My eyes have grown wider,
making me a better fighter.
I walk around and I feel proud
that I can move without a sound.
I’m learning what it means to be
a steady boat sailing the sea.
Some waves don’t seem to break,
yet I love the way my boat shakes.

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.

Growing Young

“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” – Proverb

I can’t go back

to the days now faded.

I hold my light

to memories most shaded.

I illuminate my mind,

burning away my struggle;

I want back the time –

its not worth the trouble.

I must think forward

and not dwell on “ifs”.

I can’t work backward

for the present, I forget.

The pain I feel goes away

and I accept the fact I’m Growing.

Thoughts that come seem to stay

and turn into dreams hardly showing.

Add another day, and another;

I seem to grow older.

Just take away my age

as it’s just a number.

It’s Time to leave and find youth

before my days go on.

I want to grow younger, that’s the truth;

I search for innocence as time I lose.