When you can't grasp happiness,
life may feel like a wasted journey...

Future days unsettle me
Ill issues boiling over like an agitated spring...

Jazz,
classy...

Breathe leisurely,
be calmed by the potent drizzle...

Seconds remain before I shall leave and enter...
I challenge you all to keep this message inside...

She wonders why everyone falls against her,
not using her creative muse for development...

The pensive pendulum slips from my gasping...
fogginess and deeper magnification cracks into...

I took my daughter Beth to our backyard apple tree
where lambent sunshine chased soft-sung sparrows...

Slivers of rainbow blend in with the emotionless...
how long can I wait, hiding what is needed to be...

Paper butterflies hang from a thread
they dare me to abandon my teary bed...

Mama used to sing on those stuffy days
when a storm locked everyone inside...

I first learned to smile
because you shared your happiness...