Out of Control

The world is out of control.
Sharp minds become dull.
Stress can squeeze the life
out of a soul. If there is not
a light in sight, just breathe.
Keep fighting; don’t freeze.
Know you can’t change
the direction of the breeze.
Sometimes, it’s better to stay
than to walk away and leave.
People are out of control.
There are more questions
than answers. There are
more songs than dancers.
Life is like rolling some dice.
It is hard to roll the same
number twice. Each day
is another opportunity to
encounter something new,
to reach a higher view,
to get better-looking shoes.
The puppet-master has cut
the strings making things
out of control. The guy
upstairs never stopped
shaking the snow globe.
When life is out of control,
the answer finds the soul.

Growing Pains (Poetry Book)

Hello! I know it has been about 5ish months since my last poetry book release. I have been writing still, but with school starting back up, I had to put on my teaching pants. I found some time to upload my most recent project called Growing Pains. Really, each chapbook explores a period in my life and closely follows a general, universal theme. Growing up is hard and the pain that follows can sometimes be unbearable. The reality is that we all have to grow up – but it doesn’t always have to be painful. There is hope, control, and clarity that comes with growing older. It can be painful, but beautiful as well. This poetry collection explores the human condition and ever-changing principles of life. Enjoy! Thank you for your interest and enjoy my latest bunch of poems!

Growing Pains

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Growing Pains (Poetry Book)

Growing up is hard and the pain that follows can sometimes be unbearable. The reality is that we all have to grow up – but it doesn’t always have to be painful. There is hope, control, and clarity that comes with growing older. It can be painful, but beautiful as well. This poetry collection explores the human condition and ever-changing principles of life.

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Memory Lane

Today, the car is in cruise control.
I take it slow and go with the flow.
Today, I take a ride down Memory
Lane. I revisit past pain and travel
through time frames: different days.
I unravel. I tear up gravel to navigate
an unknown fate. I carry weight;
I talk to my shadows: old versions
of myself. Sometimes, I ask them
for help – words of advice. Miles
into Memory Lane, I face pain
and embrace joy all the same.
I see old friends of mine the way
they were before I last saw them.
I notice houses I used to live in;
I recognize yards I used to play in.
I begin to see places I have been.
Today, I met with Father Time
and rode down Memory Lane
before any new memories came.



Listen to Yourself

What are you saying
when you speak to yourself?
Do you put yourself down?
Do you say things that help?
Listen to yourself. Hear
yourself talk. Be nice;
think twice before saying
something you wouldn’t
say to someone else.
Build yourself up. Go to
your happy place; embrace
the smile on your face.
Train your brain to handle
pain. Listen to yourself.
Are you talking sense?
Can you control the voice
or is it not your choice?
Listen: you might hear
someone being sincere.

The Spiral

There are those who make laws
and those who break laws.
There are those who fall
in the middle: standing on
the thin line dividing the two.
Laws are made – and broke:
changed – rearranged -repealed.
There is man’s law, and there is
God’s law. The law of the land,
the law of attraction, the law
of inertia, or the law of cause
and effect are just some laws
in place to keep all life safe.
Both sides of the law form
a perfect circle: a cycle of sorts
that will continue to spiral.
Good will always be at war
with evil, and love will always
fight hate. Destiny will always
challenge fate. Lawmakers
will always need lawbreakers.
The vicious cycle goes full circle
regardless of the side we choose.