Freedom’s Choice

 Freedom’s Choice Such startling contrasts Often get our attention We often question why When pain and suffering enter in Yet in the midst of all of that raucous din We seem to forget to ask why All the beauty and majesty are there as well   Sometimes as small as the hermit crab’s shell Sometimes…

Choices

Choices Too many choices now I could spend the rest of my days Searching for everything that is nothing Toys, games, vacations, wares Clothes, phones, mutual fund shares I don’t even have to get up from the couch I can sit here like a leather slouch Consuming all that comes into my orbits Yet there…

The Choosing

The Choosing I’m at a place of mental exhaustion And that’s a very humiliating thing for me to say I’ve always been proud of my ability to handle adversity Chaos, struggle were great unknowns Now I find myself hardly able to remember my name Is this the way it must be when all is the…

Springtime

Springtime It’s snowing flower petals at my house pinks, purples, whites all the while the sky is sullen ashen grey what a contrast on this day maybe it is what you see, or how you see it, that makes the difference