Unplugged

Back in the day, kids found a way
to play until the sun vanished.
Kids knew how to enjoy each other
in some of the worst weather.
Kids weren’t static. They moved
about: looking for adventures.
Technology has evolved into a
monster that can’t be conquered.
Not all can see it. Those plugged
in will never see it for what it is.
Trapped, torn, and born into
a life of phones, computers,
and smart cars that know
where we are – where we been:
life has never been the same.
Impossible to break free, try to
think of ways to rid yourself of
the hypnotic spell once cast.
If you are plugged in, find time
to get to the source and pull
out the cord. Unplug and see
your life just how you looked
at these words. Take a break
from screens stealing the time
that we never seem to find.

Spring Healing

Sunshine will soon shimmer.
The scorching sun will remind
us that we are at the mercy
of Mother Earth as Father Time
takes its course. It’s cold now,
but you just wait. Not before
long, the cold will grow old
and be gone. I see us feeling
more free in the coming weeks.
I can see new beams of love
coming from above. I know
there are good days ahead
with more light to be shed.

A Thoughtful Marathon

I think back to the times we had

Finding the source of what makes me sad.

I remember bits and pieces of us:

Memories I can’t completely trust.

I feel this pain cut so deep:

Haunting memories that won’t let me sleep.

I forget some things, but I remember most.

I still remember… that’s why I coast.

I can’t seem to break this thought

And what we had can’t be taught.

Your shadow casts as this pain lasts.

I run away to only see you;

I can’t escape no matter what I do.

I keep on running until I’m free

knowing these thoughts will never leave.