Because You Love Me
Because you love me
I look forward to each new day;
Because you love me
I don’t care what others say.
Your love gives me strength
Your love makes a difference,
Your love helps me love others
Your love gives me confidence.
Because you love me
There is no obstruction I can’t overcome
Because you love me
When I’m with you I’m home.
Something so Delicate
Going through life
Living with hardship,
It’s nice to know
That in the roughest
Times in your life
You can still find
Something so delicate.
Losing Detail
As the day grows old
And the sun prepares to set,
All I see are shapes
That once held so much detail.
I want to thank all of you who continue to like my poems, and photographs.
The Drama of Clouds
Many people would say they’re boring,
I call them exciting,
Many people would call them sad,
I call them fun,
Many say they look dead,
I say without them we couldn’t have life.
Without them we don’t
Have rain or snow,
And no matter how many times you look at them
You will never see the same one twice.
Without them,
We wouldn’t have vibrant lightning storms,
This is why I say
When you see clouds approaching
Don’t be depressed,
Appreciate the drama unfolding before you.
Pieces of My Past
That which I hold in my hand
That which I see with my eyes
That which I create with my mind
Are all pieces of my past;
For the events on the news
To the things I made on my own,
They are parts of a puzzle
That are pieces of my past.
Family Tree
As I sit here
Staring at this tree,
I can’t stop thinking
Every family tree
Has a few twisted branches.
Splash of Color
In this world of Winter
When things look black and white,
I wish I could see a splash of color
And make everything alright.
New Heights
I watched the birds flying
And I wanted to fly with them,
I tried to approach them
To ask how they did it
But they flew away.
Then, as I sat on a rock
Trying to figure out what I did wrong
I felt myself being lifted.
I looked up
And the birds were carrying me
To heights I never imagined possible.
Through the Wall
I see a garden
At the end of a stone path
And I long to breath in
The aroma of those enticing flowers;
But no matter how many times
I circle the surrounding wall
I find no entrance.
Creative Cascade
What started as a trickle
Was soon joined by other trickles
Until gravity pulled it
Along in a stream of conscious thought.
Continuing on
It is influenced by other streams,
Gaining strength and power
Until it cascades down
In a torrent of energetic passion
Into the pool of innovation
Where a man quenches his thirst
And is inspired.
