The number game June six-o-six? Encouraged events or another trick? Masks and gloves be for the sick, Sixty candles cut down the wick. Batteries, toilet paper, food and gas, Lots of water and plenty of cash. Extra soap for hands and clothes. Comes martial law no one...
Sometimes a poet Has to speak What you don't Want to hear. Sometimes a poet Uplifts the meek When you won't Give a prayer. Always a poet Stands alone When they sit And write. Always a poet Longs for home Only to submit At night. Ciera S. Louise c. March 25,...
I deeply care: To the detriment Of my own heart (So they say) Would I have it Any other way? I suppose not. For as an angel shall walk With me into the Light I will walk with these The meekest, Most vulnerable, Beings. Time hurts and time heals It is time that shall...
To all the SUV's in town The ones that I can't see around I was sad you came along I'll be glad when you are gone To all the massive tanks in town The winds of waste are really blowing And I predicted it this way The landfills are quickly growing And the smog erodes...
Winter thunder Summer haze Ever wonder In these days? Major storming Flooding zones Global warming? Aching bones? On our knees They strip land They oil seas We raise our hand A playground quakes? A ferocious wind? The glacier breaks The melt begins Graying visions A...
Preface I had written this poem when my doctors said I might have a serious systemic disorder, or not too serious, thus my thoughts were something along the lines of how much time do I have anyway? I have to have more tests next month and even yet these may not...
Flying. Collage with someone flying in the sky and two globes.