History Stress Poems

If love was a book
It would be nothing but a messed up tell without
A happy ending locked away out of reach from
People (children) simply put...

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Make noise, be loud, bold, let your voice be heard; don’t be a wallflower, we have
enough of those already, the world needs leaders; you are...

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I may not be everyone's cup of tea
That I never invited anyone around to try
If you ever had the chance to meet me

You may not...

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 I needed a job to pay the bills
not knowing what I was getting into.
A telemarketing company if you can believe
selling pieces of Titanic’s carpet...

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Writing a poem a day keeps the stress away
Do not give up on your destiny
Just unpack all your thoughts on a sheet of paper!
History has...

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I had a happy childhood at first
Yeah I played with dolls to a tragic
Extent. It was a dream of some
Type of female existence.  I...

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My palace of gold 
Nothing but a shaky house of cards 
My everlasting kingdom 
Becoming less than an empire of dirt 

The weight of this...

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Too much enlightenment
with not enough empowerment
depresses me to feel isolated
and surrounded by self-impressed fools,
like me
or against me.

Too much empowerment
with not enough enightenment
anticipates
and advocates
and avidly endorses
narcissistic...

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A poem a day keeps the stress away
Do not give up on your destiny
Just unpack all your thoughts on a sheet of paper!
History has taught...

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We live in the jaws of Leviathan 
locked in His tendrilled tongue, twisted and
gasping for air

a second to breath
as it's scaled spit scales across our...

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It is a fact that before I wrote True Colours,
I was stuck in a world of black and white bipolar,
encaged in my seat on a...

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PTSD

My nightmares are violent;
rifle jammed frustratingly dead,
broken stock useless as a club,
only a k-bar knife and free hand
reaching for those darting figures
leaping over my fighting...

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You said...It's over, said and done
My love no longer is the one
You're more concerned how the judge
Divides up the parts
Which half do you want
Of my...

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the effects of nature versus nurture, 
   an age old enigma, as countless agent
provocateurs, one can argue, discuss, formulate 
   (with...

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Don’t look back.


It's been a long time since I saw you last, 
But here you are again, my blast from the past.
Nothing to regret about...

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