silence

Sometimes the silence makes me sad

 I don’t know why

 More fun to be had?

 That’s not it

 not fun for me

 I am still searching

 how to be

 to be true

 without any

 falseness

puddles

 The scene is water

 all around

 lots of puddles

 lots of mud

 what does it mean

 it is still

 except for a few

 ripples from the birds

 as they drink

 the water is brown

 the color of stability

 could that be true

 to find stability

 in brown water

COLORS

 White and yellow turn mellow

 before fading to gray

 How to keep a dream alive

 from day to day

 If I find the secret

 I will surely let you know

 There is hope all around

 if you never let it go

the eyes

how does it feel to be the person looking in from outside

 you may not notice them

 They know how to survive

 It takes some time to see the look

 of sadness on their face

 Some never notice the eyes

 they never offer grace

 Once the look is spotted

 it can be found everywhere

 all it takes is peace and kindness

 to get rid of despair

The dream is back

Oh, there you are all yellow and white.

 It is so good to see all of the light.

 Where have you been, did you go away?

 All I could find was a dull shade of gray.

 I’m your dream, I’m still here.

 You forgot about me.

 I had to wait for you to see.

 The gifts have been here for you all these years,

 they were hidden behind all the tears.

 Now paint, write poems, and help others to heal.

 You will shine. This time it is real!

 

the lacking

 sometimes creativity hits a wall

 then I feel like I am going to fall

 the sadness can take over at times

 when I can’t think of anything that rhymes

 it leaves me without a place for the black

 a place to put it a way

the beauty

 It is a gift to notice the beauty

 The way a tree is formed

 The colors of the sky

 the way the clouds make shapes

 all pleasant to the eye

to be different

 I don’t know why

 when faced with a blank sheet of paper

 I choose to write sideways

 does this say anything

 the way I like things to be diffeent

 the way that I see

 to watch color

 to watch paint

 to try color schemes that mesh

 to see people for who they really are

 all different

a plan

 There is a plan

 a road to walk

 The way for me to go

 I haven’t found it yet

 since it is something YOU have to show

 Please keep me strong enough

 to withstand the pain

 In the end there’s nothing to lose

 and golden peace to gain

newness

 To paint what I see

 is a blessing to me

 To write what I feel

 makes it seem real

 to share my truth with you

 might help you dream too

 Find your dream and you will know

 which was you should go