The Sun Sets

Waves crashing on the beach.

I feel peachy to know

The secret inside your mind.

I don’t mean to hide.

I just want an honest answer.

Do you prefer

Grilled or fried?

I’m not too picky.

I like both.

I haven’t smoked

In a month.

Terrible habit, it is.

The sun is setting

In the purple sky.

One last glimpse

And then it’s gone.

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Scream Out Loud

Walking in a straight line.

Falling into a hole.

Crashing against steel doors.

Yelling at a foe.

Speaking with my last breath.

Stubbing hard my toe.

Stumbling on the sidewalk.

Crunching yummy Cheetos.

Dancing to a fast beat.

Jumping up and down.

Tossing back a cold one.

Cackling to a sound.

Do you hear the satire?

Do you see the clouds?

Do you feel the instinct?

Do you scream out loud?

At Peace

When Jesus commanded the storm

To cease and told the wind not to blow,

It could not have been calmer

Than my spirit is now,

Resting in the comfort of good medicine,

Therapy, family and friends,

And the rewards of a day well spent,

My emotions are like a ship

At one with the ocean,

Flexible and evenly balanced,

Moving with the currents of life

Around me. Please bless

All those that have brought me here,

And those that continue

To sustain me.

Thank you, Jesus,

For your grace.

Grubby Things

Drop to the top

Flop down on the ground

Peace be to your knees

Please don’t mind the fleas

Dog hair on the stairs

Dust in the air, you must

Breath deeply just don’t

Kind of dirty in the front

Do you like a furry friend?

I will be sure to send

A little kitten to your house

It will help to catch a mouse

Living in rain clouds, loud

Thunder echoing down under

All the bugs want to come in

They have a slim chance

Of making our home theirs.

It’s not fair, our comfy lair

Is not meant to support grubby things!

Up in Space, Down to Earth

Reaching up to the top

The staircase winds between the stars,

Up in the dark sky.

The planets revolve around

Information.

Our efforts cling,

With space station chatter.

We dream in cycles.

Rainbows spill across the horizon.

The trees drip with rain drops,

Too heavy, falling

From fragile leaves.

Howls in the distance

Proclaim Mother Nature

As the ruler of us all.

Splashing in the river,

Fish jump and swim,

Frogs ribbit through dusk.

Birds hide in their nests,

Comfy for a night’s rest.

All is eventually quiet.

Nature has gone to sleep.