"Megan"

You are an angel plucked from the heavens,
A gift of love from the creator, that was sent to us.
You are true and you shine like star, no,
like the sun in the blue-gray sky.
I am blessed with your kindness, generosity and friendship.
Thank you for keeping me in your heart.

"30 reasons why I love you"

1. When you look at me, you see me.
2. You have beautiful eyes.
3. You make me laugh, a lot.
4. I love hanging out with you.
5. The sound of your voice gives me butterflies.
6. You are one of the smartest people that I know.
7. Its easy to talk to you.
8. We seam to fit together.
9. You are my best friend.
10. Even when I'm asking a million questions, you answer them.
11. You give me courage.
12. You give me strength.
13. I feel good when we are together.
14. I can cry in front of you.
15. I can be silly with you.
16. You keep me thinking.
17. I can see my future in you.
18. You are kind.
19. You are sweet.
20. You are sexy.
21. You know just how to kiss me.
22. You deal when I can't.
23. I feel safe around you.
24. You gave me your heart.
25. You are fun to be around.
26. I can be quiet with you.
27. I can be myself with you.
28. You make me feel less empty.
29. You make me feel like being better.
30. You make my world better.

"Little boxes"

Little boxes on the shelf at the top of my closet
Holding my secrets Holding my memories
My life has come down to
pictures, papers, and trinkets
in little cardboard coffins
My memories go to die
in little boxes on a shelf at the top of my closet

"Good morning, Mother Earth"

Misty flowers dripping with dew
greet my toes with good morning kisses
A gentle breeze lifts the edge of my skirt
I hold myself and close my eyes
Sweet songs of morning birds serenade
the warming rays of the sun
The air is thick with lilacs and roses
I open my eyes and spread my arms
Mother Earth is greeting me
as another day begins

"Untitled"

How short can a poem be?

"Bells"

Sweet bells ring.
Singing the song
  of a long lost memory.
Sing sweet bells, sing.

"Welcome"

Welcome
    to the first day
        of the rest of your life.
It begins
    with each sunrise.
You have the choice
    to go with what people tell you
        or fight for what is in your heart.
Go with your heart;
    it knows better.

"Untitled"

   long    -    short

happy    -    sad

  dark    -    light

            life

          death

silence   -    mourning

    pain   -   suffering

release   -   lost

"New day"

I weep for those in pain.
I mourn for those with loss.
I fight for those without a voice.
I celebrate for those that feel joy.
I rejoice with the world at the birth of a new day. 

"Canvas"

I remember when life was all laid out in front of me, like an empty canvas. Still a child, full of hope, I marked out a path to take. But, the future is much too far away to see clearly. The canvas was marked again and again until my original plan is barely visible. My goal had been moved further and further down the path. I'm only a little smarter now, but I know that life should never have simply one goal or one path. We try; we fail; we succeed; we move on. Life is about living, not planning.

"How to get rich and make friends"

1. Be yourself. Its way too hard to fight with your natural tendencies and personality.
2. Think about how you want people to treat you. Now treat everyone else that way.
3. Write a list of 3 people that you love to be around and 3 people that you dislike spending time around. Write all 6 people a heart-felt thank you letter, telling them that you appreciate them and why you are thankful for them; be specific with this thank you note.
4. Say please, thank you, excuse me and I sorry. (This will not change your personality; I promise.)
5. Remember that you are not the only person in the world, and behave as such. Draw on the part of you that is kind, caring and compassionate.
6. Look at all the people in your life. Ask yourself which of these people feel like home. These are your true friends.
7. Be your own friend.
8. Win the lottery.

Congratulations, you are now rich and have friends!

"Recipe"

1 clove of compassion
1 pound of patients
3 pinches of peace
2 lumps of love
1 1/2 teaspoons of time
1 dash of direction
8 ounces of original thinking
2 drops of decency
1 quart of quiet
1 smidgen of sanity

Mix well in a large bowl until ingredients come together. Adjust the recipe until you are satisfied with the results.

"Haiku 102" (aka Buttercups)

Tiny buttercups
Burst of sunshine in the grass
Warms my memory

"Princess"

Pretty princess, in ribbons and lace.

She twirls and spins all over the place.

She looks like an angel as she does her dance.

Moving her body, parading around with a little prance.

Just like her crown, her eyes sparkle and shine.

I am so proud to call her mine.

My sweet little princess full of love and grace.

"Untitled"

Today is the only day I have because

  I am still waiting for tomorrow and

  I am busy remembering yesterday.

Make everything out of ever day that you can;

  time is a tool that only allows you to

  work in the moment.

I don't know what the fickle Father Time has in store for me.

"Falling"

Drop
  drip
    falling into the rabbit hole
Drift
  dive
    plunging through the fear
Down
  dip
    crashing past reality
Drag
  drive
    falling in love

"As a child"

As a child I ran amongst the wild flowers.
We were carefree and roamed the green
earth eager to taste, feel, experience
life as we knew it has changed
childhood has morphed into a cage
safety is the number one concern
wild flower children have children of their own
fear has replaced our freedom as we pause
to carefully watch our children
don't roam but there is no time so we
cage the children for their own safety
they can learn about the world from
parents with no time to nurture and
engage our children only when necessary
plus we will always have tomorrow
to teach our children
how to be carefree
how to be eager
how to run
how to live
tomorrow will never come
for us wild flower children
fear is no way to raise a child
we only have our children for today
tomorrow they will be grown

"Mechanics"

The steady humming of the machine
  the new heart beat of modern life
Linked in and powered up
  plugging through the day
We are one with each other
  through the machine
Click
 Tap
  Beep
Sounding off in our internet nation
Connected while sitting alone
Shouting out to a world
  that cannot hear us
Tangled in a net of wireless thought
We become one with the machine
  a pixelized existence
The hum of the machine fades
  as we become encapsulated
  as the machine swallows us whole

"Machine World"

Trees come down, steel goes up
Grass is covered with ruff concrete
Animals need to be caged
Humans need to be wired
We all need to be protected from the
  dangers of nature
Automated humanity is our salvation
Autonomous pixels are filling the air

"The machine"

The clicks fade into a whirling hum
Buzzing like a dance
Work for me; think for me; be for me
This machine is my connection, my lifeline
Feed me into the spaces between the wires
I am there inside the Net;
  however, I am not afraid
Humanity removed, I become code
  spaces between spaces
My heart beat fades into a whirling hum
I am another internet drone

"One"

Alone, I am
Silence bares down upon me
Beautiful sounds of my own breath
When not thinking
I am at peace
Just me, with me, only me
I am happy alone

"Missed"

Once again - I forgot
I missed my mark
The target is free
Once again - I forgot

"Chaos"

chaos is apparent disorder is it apparent that life follows this logic how far do we have to go before we lose sight of where we started it is simple to say that you do not understand and just go on your way but to stop and think to break something apart and really think breaking something down does not mean that you have to break it or tear it apart just stop a think thank chaos for being the catalysis for life the beginning of life when we are all too young to understand the gift that we are given and we tear it apart just stop and think we live and we die but we do not get to go back life gets disorganized it gets messy we get messy we can learn and grow and embrace the chaos in our lives if we stop and think chaos is apparent disorder but when we stop and think we discover that chaos is simply the beginning

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaos

"Blank text"

I lost myself here

within the spaces 

between the letters

no, between the words

or maybe its the phrases

something here

caught me

off-guard

I am stuck here

within the spaces

between the thoughts

the letters are my life

my life is here

in the letters

spelling it out

defining who I am

playing with who I am not

I am the words

this word is lost

I am lost

"Good Night"

Good night, my sweet child.
Your bright shining eyes close
  as your night time journey begins.
Soft is your breath, as you turn into
  the princess of a magical land, called Nod.
Dragons fly in the air among candied clouds
  as crickets and katydids create garden melodies.
Will you kiss a frog or go swimming with pollywog's?
Every choice belongs to you, sleeping beauty.
Your world is your making,
  but carry my love in your heart always.
Sweet dreams I bid you, my daughter;
  sleep tight.

"Time"

One second passed by;
  did you notice?
Days, hours, minutes, seconds:
  time has such a hold on our lives.
Each moment of joy,
  moment of sorrow,
  moment of thought can be broken down
  into measurement until its meaningless.
How long is a moment?
What does a second of love feel like?
  Is it the same feeling as a second of anger?
Look at the clock,
  this thing - this portal
  physical numbers - temporal symbols
  what does it tell you?
Is it lunch time?
  bed time?
  time for that meeting?
  time to go?
  time to stay?
  quitting time?
  quiet time?
The alarm clock rings, shredding dreams,
  starting the day, ticking off the seconds.
Could life be any more regimented?
  Could there be a greater dictator than your schedule?
Close your eyes;
  reclaim one moment.
One second passed by;
  did you feel it?

"Sweet Nothings"

I whispered something in my lover's ear;
something about our life together:
the good times we will share and the
burdens we no longer need to bare on our own.

I spoke of the love that we share;
it is new and unexplored:
everyday bringing us a new adventure,
and creating our history as we go along.

We sat together in perfect silence;
thinking about this wonderful gift
we have given to each other.
Sweet love and a lifetime of happiness.

"Words"

trapped
  scared
fighting
  weak
lost
  cold
shaking
  dark
alone
  below
confused
  self
young
  crushed
frightened
  crying
down
  done

"Haiku 101" (aka Butterfly Breezes)

Butterfly wings float
Sweet scent of flower blossoms
Fill the air with peace

Warm breeze rushes o'er
Body, soul, earth together
Landscape of beauty

"My prince"

My prince had come to me.
He shows me love with every smile,
  every stolen glance.
He teaches me to love better.
We dance through every day in 
  caring admiration and adoring respect.
My prince takes me to the heavens 
  with every kiss.
When I am sad, he slays all of my dragons.
I never need to worry because he
  guides us through the darkest forest.
I am so thankful that I was patient and waited
  until my prince came to me.

Image from http://www.ohhowcutekids.com/

"New Year, New Joy: 1/1/11"

A new year means new joys.
Another 365 days to enjoy your life.
A new year for new idea,
  new mistakes and new lessons learned.

Remember the lessons, but 

  forget the mistakes.
Every day is precious and this
  is worth thinking about regularly.
Contemplate life and all the wonderful
  things that you can do with it.
Make sure that the people you love
  know it.
Show your joy to the world,
  and aways smile.

Happy New Year, from our family to you and your family!