the scariest of monsters

A big scary monster runs in circles
Chasing his tail.
He is not a bright monster
Laughing on the sidelines
I watch, hoping he will not notice me
But he does, every time
With a prance, and a side step
He leaps at me, latching on with his teeth
I giggle and scream at the same time
For after all this big scary monster
Is just a tiny kitten

Hollywood

Time slips away like water from a leaky faucet
We try to keep on times good side
Makeup and Botox become the norm
We become like everyone else
Copies, walking clones of one another
We don’t want to be who we are
We hide it, behind powder and sticky black goop
Morphing into another we are able to be truly ourselves
Fake is the new black.

Writers Block

The mind, is a curious place

Boxes upon Boxes stacked in a cavern

Trying to find the right one

Stuck, in the caves of the mind

Wandering for hours

Seemingly lost forever

Little black boxes tumbling down on you

A light from the right

Just a thin sliver of light

The cavern is no longer dark

Crashing in the light appears

A bubbling of words forms at the back of the cavern

Then rushing forward they push you out

The cork at the front of the mind released

Words flow onto the page

A new poem formed

Creep

The monster creeped yesterday
after staring in my broken picture
visions of magic mountains
the perfect beauty rescued
tomorrow bring love together

The moonchild

Happy Moon Crashing
Advancing at a smooth dark sky
Discovering Delirious Music
swim to create frantic shadows
soft thunder cloud closes in
A fresh blue rain surrounds my time

Monsoon

I feel it again
An overwhelming urge to let the salt
water fall
the clouds are rolling in
shadows hug my mind
the thoughts return
thoughts I though I'd buried
The rain falls
softly at first
but I can feel it coming
the thunder chimes in
its pouring in my head
an emotional monsoon