Pen to paper
Heart to soul
Poems are conscious
Dreams and nightmares
A few flutter gently
Catching moments of peace, serenity
Some warm, brimming with desire
Others scream of pain, heartbreak
All pour pure emotion
For you to catch, release, or caress

Take a leap
Have Faith
Let hunger
Become wonder
As meaningful murmurs
Turn to mounting moans
Diving into the unknown
Urgent surging sins
Say, let it begin
Carnal actions
Causing distractions
Ending in sweet satisfaction

The American Dream
Is losing steam
It’s time to apprise
Revise and realize
Forget anger and division
Seek a new vision
Skip the white picket fences
Let’s come to our senses
Remember the dove
It’s a symbol of love
Let’s heal not hate
So much is at stake

Early in the morning
Late into the night
I’m spinning out of nothing
But you’ve given me something
Showed me I’m born to be
More than my complexities
& false fallacies
You’ve thrown a curve
But I have plenty of verve
In our end
I found my beginning

The nature of time
Is capricious and constant
It comes and goes
Raining finite moments
Into an endless river
That flows deeply
Drowning generations
While resurrecting
From its boundless depths
New ones to swim
In its eternal waters
Of hope and heartbreak

Long years have taught her
The more she travels
Every place and no place are home
Knowing her weaknesses
Makes her fragile and gives her strength
Her heart is forever young
Even as wrinkles map
Lines laughter and sorrow
On her skin and many sins