Best Maybe Poems

This poem was a forest fire; it burned me up as I read it
I was supposedly the writer. 
But was I?

Voices inside me are laughing, taking credit, kicking me to the curb.
My next poem is a blizzard.
She whirls me into a whiteness.

This turns into marshmallow...

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She found herself
In the shards of who I am
The broken bits
The shadows
The resurrection of yesterday's pauses

I wonder
Was it the happy bits
The quiet contemplations
Or does she exist 
Within the doubts
The abbreviated sentences
The opinions of her own imposters
Those who choose to see her with veiled perceptions
Is she...

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My heart?
You have always owned that,
I'm surprised you didn't know.

Its flow?
How do I explain without being unkind,
simply, its flow is mine.

There's the barb, my vision puts me on a different flight
I own a non redeemable ticket...a ticket I clutch.

Love and age walk hand in hand.
I've had my sunrise...walking with...

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As I lay upon a grassy bald in the Great Smoky Mountains on a clear August night, I gaze at the stars and muse about my Creator, the source of all dynamic energy. A tear forms in my eye as I contemplate whether or not...

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Okay…maybe I am  

Some call me romantic
But I don’t think that’s true
I just write down these feelings 
I have inside for you

I have no formal training
No poetry degree
Just a pen and paper
I keep in front of me

So when I think about you
Which happens all...

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I am
Still I wonder
Who I am
Am I who
Am I what
Am I where
Am I here
I am
Yet I am not
My words travel beyond myself
I am made up of small and large
Sometimes broken discarded pieces

I am not
Who you think I am
I am one who lives between the spaces
Of...

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She can't blame the season for her tears
Aloneness was not loneliness in December
When the season passed so quickly in disguise
Of twinkling lights and toasts remembered

As she looks to the yard, there is nothing to see
but an old pepper tree, that tosses it's head
It is losing...

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It'd been one of the most bizarre days; downright crazy
so I had a martini, maybe four, so things got kinda hazy
I fumbled in my wallet so I could pay my pricey bar tab
Friends thought I had too many, so they put me in a cab

I...

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Maybe it's time we said a prayer
Maybe it's time we started to care
Maybe it's time we started looking for the truth.

Maybe it's time we began to listen
Maybe it's time we completed our mission
Maybe it's time we began to teach our youth.

Maybe it's time we ended...

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Maybe I wasn’t ready for,
the love that I was seeking?
Maybe I wasn’t ready for more
to receive what I’d been giving?

Maybe I let fear rule my mind…
afraid of losing something I wanted to find
Maybe I just saw that look in your eyes,
that sent me flying toward...

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holding back the tears

reading an old love letter

it made me smile then

perhaps i should wait longer

they say that "time heals all wounds"......

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Sometimes I just
want to sit
and write a poem.

Sometimes I just
want to stand
and recite a poem.

Sometimes I just
want to walk
around the house
picking up dust and lint
and maybe writing a poem.

Sometimes I just
think writing a poem
is the most wasteful pasttime ever
and I should just join the crowd
hunting...

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If you could change the world
What would the first thing be 
Maybe close down all the zoos
To set the animals free

Maybe get yourself some air time
To tell all people to take a stand
For the rulers of our countries
Have gotten to far out of hand

Maybe tell...

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This may be the last letter I write to you; I am so very tired inside, exhausted...as I lay in bed I’m pondering things. When you feel like you're at death’s door, it’s not the things you've done well that matter, it’s the mistakes in...

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Now I'm here, fighting my own demons.
Tell can you see them, with their eyes burning so red.
My hands are weak from breaking all the molds.
I've done everything that I'm told.
I didn't know that you were so afraid of heights.
And I'm so sorry but I think...

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