The Things of Life

“The Things of Life”

A dog

A bone

A scaredy cat


A moose

A bear

A hunter’s hat


A leaf

A tree

A blade of grass


My food

So good

I can’t hold back


A sign

Of yellow

The road’s direction


A peace

My heart

Is sweet affection


“Death and Life”

“Death and Life”

Man of beauty, strength and farrell

Lies within unquenching sorrow


Grief has made him softer, wiser

Drinking from the timeless geyser


Searching for his place to rest

Upon death’s hard, but welcome breast


Their meeting is but quick and sudden

That lays him down to die


The bright approaching swift and solemn

Looks upon the hero, fallen


Lifts and covers, warm embraces

A life well done, the race is finished


Finally, my face wiped clean

Finally, my savior seen

Chasing Sleep

“Chasing Sleep”

Sleep evades

Late night noises

Cats locked out and

Small blinking lights

Stomach hungry

Mind is wandering

Anxiety for needed rest

Possible solutions

One chosen

Poem written

Mind unfrozen

Inspiration Wanted

“Inspiration Wanted”

Mind has puzzle

Wants to solve

Won’t dissolve

Trapped in muzzle


Need solution

To move forward

Going for the



Creative process slowed like mud

Foggy vision

Brain collision

Looking for the rose to bud


Here’s a little sketch for you, hopefully it makes your day a little sweeter. 😛 Since these little wonders came into season I have been eating boxes and boxes of them..


To Baby

“To Baby”

To the child in me

Wild and free

Wondering what you will be


Fun and outgoing

Quiet and smart

Kind and responsive

Full of good heart


Now I know you’re not here yet

You’ve got growing to do

You’ll get bigger and bigger

Till we see this thing through


You’ll enter the world screaming and hungry

You will fall fast asleep

You will smell like clean laundry


The world will be eager to meet you

Grandmas and uncles and aunts

Friends with young babies

And kids with the crazies

Will pour out their love like a dance

Who Are You?

“Who Are You?”

The kind of person I am

Well here it is:

I am rainy days and sunny beaches

I am Volkswagen vans and fuzzy peaches

I’m a ‘72 Stingray

In glittering green

I am hot cocoa with marshmallows

I’m the space in between

Like Dave Matthews sang

John Mellencamp’s Jack and Diane

I am indoor and outdoor

I’m an unfinished plan


But tell me about you

And we’ll get somewhere new

Are you gourmet or fast food?

Are you spaghetti or stew?

Are you white sparkly tulle?

Are you farm dogs and mules?

Do you tan in the sun or read in the shade?

Do you run and play sports?

Are you bought or homemade?


For these are the things that might set us apart

But often these things draw you close to my heart

It doesn’t matter to me if you’re yellow or blue

For I could be pink and I’d still love you

The ultimate test of who we are is

Whether we love and how much we give


A Poem About Hair

“A Poem About Hair”

Dear dreadlock

Please unlock

Please show me your key

For the charm you inspire

Makes me happy, you see

You sway like long vines from jungle to sea

Dear dreadlock

Please unlock

Please show me your key


Oh Afro

How I know

Where you go

That I’ll go

I’ll follow you always my friend

For the person that has you

Can never just pass through

Without someone shaking their hand


The Raven Child

I titled this one “The Raven Child” as a play on words since I wrote it using the same poem structure as “The Raven” by Edgar Allen Poe. Raven also denotes a kind of negative imagery because it is a black/dark and also mischievous bird.  This poem is about dealing with a young child’s mood swings and less logical moments. 🙂

“The Raven Child”

A child feels happy, ready

For the thoughts of day

Then decisions override

And put good plans at bay

Keep glad thoughts at bay

Throw joy away

Is this worth the argument?

To command a “go” or “stay”?

Yet a child must feel power

The authority and say

“I’m in control,” they say

Life my way

A pondering gaze on parents faces

At the child’s sense of sway

To calculate success or failure

If as parents they will pay

With their child’s future pay

Yea or nay?


Fade away

To raise a child in understanding

Is a task for everyday

For they need patience, love, and guidance

They are in your hands as clay

They are soft, moldable clay

Love’s doorway