Time marches on with each tick of the clock

Whether or not that clock goes tick tock.

And time marching? Not such a great metaphor

But I am not sure I like anything more.

So like it or not we must have marching time

The upside is that time has a good rhyme

But this poem is silly and I must admit

I am thinking that I like it not a bit.

But just like time this poem marches on

But if you stop read...

Fear crawls through Me everyday

the fear of not Being perfect

The fear of being alone

The fear of what people think of me

The fear that I’m embarrassing

But you have to put them fears bhind

And fight your fears...

I know some of us have grown up to fast

To where there’s not much fun in childhood pasts

I know this because I am one

And I wish I had a little fun

But now when I look back

I just imagine what I could’ve had if I

Didn’t spend all my time trying

To be enough

Laughing insults off

Talking to adults instead of kids my age

I would try to be tough

So I would be one people looked up to

Now where has...

She watched out the window,

Watched as the sun rose.

Glistening drops on grass blades,

Soaking her in her woes.

The sun soon reached high noon,

Kissing the tallest cloud.

She watched as it melted her love,

Her cries weren’t heard aloud.

Evening came like graceful cats,

Smooth and slow and stern.

Watching she was as it hide her shame,

For which he desired and yearned.

The moon was hidden in the ...

Machines radiating rumbles,

We can offer you the best deal

Our staff may give dazed mumbles,

But, We assure you, it’s all real

Haven’t slept in three days?

That’s exactly our business

Have too many assignments in the way?

No need to be helpless

We can sleep for you!

This technology is our savior

Just hook up and feel new

Transfer dreams to a ‘sleep neighbor’

Confirm right here, on-top thi...

A long time ago

I can remember when I was a young boy

I’d play all day and whisk away to the music my mother would play

The abc’s and 123’s were all the burdens life had on me

And I could almost taste the warmth of mother liberty.

But I grew up, and times have changed

That young boy was lost to my age

And politics consumed my brain

And tax’s that I had to pay

And then two kids

And a mortgage...

It all started the year 1999 it was a hot summer in Florida. There was enough sweat to start a lake. I josh, was 23 had a fiancée she was Nicole. I woke to be in sweat. It dripped over my eyes eyes to make my vision odd, or it was just from my awake. I stumbled around the house looking for Nicole. I saw y-her and she was looking at bills. Her long thick hair swayed as she turned around to look at ...

We bought the chair

We were so young

Brand new and beautiful

Our first “together” object

We kept it

Year after year

When we moved

When we changed

Somehow it became a symbol

The sign our love was still there

Even when the times were hard

Even when life was being unjust

We kept it

Year after year

Even when the living room

Didn’t match anymore

And when our baby arrive

We snuggle in that chair

The...

An imagination unconfined

And undisturbed by ceaseless time

Is something rare indeed to find

As we start to age

When someone offers up for trade

Youth and wonder for an 8 hour day

The mind can seem to be unmade

Replaced by obligation

I reflect back on the youthful me

And my current daily drudgeries

Until there’s something bitter in me

And I put the thought away

What on earth, is...

Immortality is great. Except watching the world go by, watching your family die. And that war comes and goes. I also moved into my house when it was surrounded by trees, now surrounded by skyscrapers and cell towers. And so much time has gone by yet so little has improved. Again weapons get deadlier and deadlier, sure that’s great for the beholder, but anything around it can be cleared in seconds....