I'm Not GarbageYou say I threw you awayThat I didn't care about youThe truth is for yearsI threw myself awayI didn't care about meNot enough to set myself freeIt took caring about someone elseMore than I cared about myselfTo get where I needed to beAnd no...
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I search for something but am blinded by the reflective haze of life’s superficialityTrying to unshackle myself of fear I had hoped to reach Nirvana with unconstrained honest spiritualitySeeking contentment yet it teases and slips beyond my grasp and elud...
The Maybe Greatest Gift of Love---A Retraction
Second thoughts about an insensitive prior poem.I was crass and crude to say that having tons of money could lift one’s soul to wondrous heights and make one’s spirits sunny.I thought a bit about the sadness of that flippant poem, about a life without a wife, a life lived all alone. For waking up and s...
The Squall
Storms, in the form of know-it-all boors, damage online communities, too…It came out of the blue, a slight breeze at first — Surely nothing to cause any worry. Then thunder rolled; it was such a cloudburst! Menacing, and not in a great hurry. Long craved, perhaps: Absolute dominion! A purlieu over which to run roughshod. But '...
The Blue Orange
A fable of sorts for the little ones."Look sweetheart.""What Mummy?""A blue orange. How weird is that?"I pick it up from amongst all the normal oranges on display. I'm sure it's an orange. It's the usual shape and size of an orange. It feels and smells like an orange, only it's scent is a lo...