Slowburn

Quiet with all I have found

Prius on the gravel sound

Drifting out of this ghost town

Lifting onto higher ground 

Slowburn sewing ballroom gown

Growing into princess crown

Northern, more than former frown

Smiling, eyeing back nor down

What If

What if we are currently 

Right where we're supposed to be

For what our souls wish to see

Not what we want humanly

Ask who wants us to pursue

Is it those who harness you?

Just what are you trying to do

Work for what and earn for who

Nothing here which we accrue

No brick road or avenue

Leads to where we want it to

Happy is an attitude

Joshua's Ashley

Joshua's Ashley

An angel, actually 

Matched to a perfect tee

Of her love, he's worthy

Made him a father, she

Brought in a lass, that he

Learned to love masterfully

And in her absence, sees

Past physicality

To the reality:

Ashley will always be

With him and their Chloe

Like Sally

Stolen soul and sent to Cali

I was made in some back alley

Head stitched to a neck like Sally

Walking wounded through my valley

Wanting what I lacked and badly 

Could not see my center, sadly

Always whole and perfect, actually

Melting snow did show me magically

Christmas is within us naturally

Let us dwell in this then, shall we?

The Unseen

Victim of my empathy

In and out of entropy

Up and down a city street

Meld with every man I meet

Blend in women that I see

Feel their little children's needs

Hear all human symphonies 

Would they rather I not read

See what they might never speak

Do they know it does not mean

I'm a juror judging things

I simply sense the unseen

And my hope is for healing

Love Lilo

I'm not sorry, Stitch

Because glitter sticks

And your pillowslip

Is lit up with this

So do get your fix

Of Route 66

Just don't you forget

Ohana is it

Love from Lilo, *kiss*

Several Sides

In two pretty eyes

I sense several sides

A boy, alien

Alone, abandoned

I want to hold him

A powerful man

Electric, in band

He sizzles, he hums

Blows lights and eardrums

He whistles, I come

An addict - so, sick?

Me too, I can't quit

An egocentric

Mean and erratic

Is this dangerous?

I'm nobody's bitch

Once indigenous

Shamanic, psychic

Make so much magic

My own alchemist!

I think he's the shit

No one is perfect

(Including this chick)

And that's my verdict