Pen and Paper Stories. Vacation for the mind.

  • State of Time

    Pleasant sounds now have ominous tones Begging for the worst Painting the best. The artist is unknown  While work is displayed  Manipulated understanding. Young are born  Old still age Brevity highlighting it all. Muscles ache While wasting away So is the state of time.

  • Heartbreak

    I was everything Then nothing All at once. I was wanted And rejected Within a matter of months. I was over Once started Wet forced dry… You came Then you left A relationship high. Without light No home Lost a path to take. The moon A savior Guiding heart to break.

  • Free for Life

    Living a life Locked in a cage Materials and money Built and made. Oblivious to you And even to me Forgetting to stop Or appreciate the trees. Time was gone Before my past Escaped the cage Free at last. The dollars were gone Back was a sense Fights forgotten With needed defense. Nature caught me…

  • Feeling Proud – Instead of just Down

    What a spring and summer this has been! I have been unemployed since 3/24/17. I can’t believe 4 months have passed by already. Unemployment has been an extremely difficult situation for me. Finances are certainly an issue, but the effect on my self esteem has been most severe. To my credit – I haven’t just…

  • Endless 

    A depth without knowledge  Strength without muscle Stopping all Pushing everything. Consequence silenced Gains imagined  Built and structured Without conscience plan. Believed reality  While imaginary Structured always Architect of the mind.

  • Daily Lesson

    Quiet the heart Wake up the mind Find the balance In this day to unwind. Peaceful steps Down a winding road Lifting weights Of a heavy load. Laugh at irony As the feet trip Hold the tongue Watch the lips. Now to rest From where you’ve been Until the sun rise  To try again.

  • With Care

    There were words  On the tips of tongues  And then silence  Before heartbreak begun. No intention Or dreadful deed Just ignored No matter volume of pleads. To forgive When no hurt meant Is still difficult  With feelings bent. Loneliness is often When it should only be rare And most often given From the people who…

  • Your Best

    ROY G BIV Is the rainbow The sun Makes each shadow A heart break Reveals some pain The peace of nature Makes you sane Unexpected loss Leads to unexpected leads The anger of another Born by ignored pleads Revenge an appetizer Best served cold Discipline is wasted If not learned till old. This moment now…

  • Time Fallacy

    There they stand Thinking of all the time ahead Racing to grow up Ignoring lines they tread. Enjoy being a kid! Sentiment each parent sells The dream that is always preached Too often doesn’t turn out well. Waiting to take responsibility And rescued in their youth Then shock from friends and strangers When time reveals…

  • Casting Care

    Life is a circus With scary clowns And many miracles Up lifting downs. Humans are a gift To an old curse And the knowledge Preached in verse. Self is imaginary Vision is real The heart holds wisdom Brain learns to feel. Life is a trial Death is the reward Facts build fiction To love’s double…

  • Open Heart

    A mess on the path Mine to clean Scrub and sweep Are my means Every move Countless minutes More shambles No way to clean it On my knees Scream and cry No progress for work Or understanding why. Seeking answers With praying demands To which He answered You must clean your hands. With palms and…

  • I’ll Take

    I’ll take a touch Look Or breath…. I’ll take an hour  Panting Sweat…. I’ll take an embrace A minute  Or two…. I’ll take them all If the moment  Is with you.

  • Talking Breeze

    The dream lives in darkness  Producing light Fractured lens Feeling right. Resurrection captured Death was lost Bravery  Little cost. The battle rages on Inside hurts Outside pushes Bloodied shirt. In the distance Understanding  The reward Careful planning. Stolen moment praises Bending knees Whispered answers Talking breeze.

  • Coming Home

    Coming home Through fractured rays Quite the journey  Is the end of our days. But through the veil Life has only begun Precious steps After a mortal run.

  • Making It Through 

    Stretching day Bending nerves Run away Knees hurt. Puzzle pieces Numbing brain  Make it through Lost the gain. Turning pages Missing words Find meaning Just absurd. Eyes opened Truth is wet Another masterpiece  Never forget.

  • Perfectly Seen

    Life in moments Seconds to reality Minutes pass Just like sanity. Right a blurry vision Wrong a current memory Forsaking what is For what was wanted. Happiness a goal Instead of being Changes happened As hands are no longer needed for time. Pausing to embrace The steps lost Forking a road On a straight path.…

  • Wounded Warrior 

    The toll takes its silence Solid base cracks Meaning spread with wind chimes  A Breeze loses will. Victory chased Losses seem covered As the storm shelters pass The wounded hero.

  • Sacred Conversation

    Walk the road Not for the end Find the gold Not meant to spend See the beauty Naturally given and made Take in a moment Too valuable to trade See the opportunity Beyond the trial Talk to God Enjoy the mile Breathe the life Only Heaven can give Then have the courage To get up…

  • What??

    What? Something I said? Is it my teeth? Position of my head? Life is hard Being this damn good Waiting on you To be understood. So I’ll wait patiently  And let you take a pic Then put my lip back Where my teeth let it stick.

  • Political BS

    The more we share  The less we learn  Judgement and righteousness  Seeds that burn. No seeking to understand  Only confirming to “know” A bubble of anger Politics will show. And what in the end  Will be shown what’s right  History takes long For accuracy to write. What will you matter? How many arguments will you…

  • Only a Fool

    All in my head A hellish road No medicine that helps Or relief of load. Just time standing still While passing too quick… Reaching crossroads  No direction to pick. Flirt with sanity Ignore the plea Control is for the fool What will be – will be.

  • The Life

    No judging please I like to relax It doesn’t take much Facts are facts. Smeagol is my name And I’ll be here for a few Sleeping in a box Like cats like to do. Life isn’t rough And I’m easy to please… So I’m keeping life simple It’s the only way to be.

  • Gracefully 

    I’ve lost my mind Or so I have been told Tends to come With getting old. But I feel alright Until my tongue gets out Then my eyes shift And I start to doubt. Oh I keep things straight Except the hairs on my head But they lay down Once I hit the bed. I’m…

  • Tormented

    Numb Frozen Tormented Reason Lost Found Living Season Stumble Seek Footing Found Sky Limits Fall Ground.

  • Enigmatic

    Someone unknown While having a name . . . Walking the mile Assigning guilt and shame. Performing a role Without knowing how it’s done – Challenging the winner Before the game is won. Defending a stranger Offering means to succeed… Not knowing the problem But fulfilling the need. Hearing a voice Sensing a presence near…

  • Disorder

    Spoken softly  Stories are riddled Worm decadence  Satan’s scribble. Humming anthems Rattling cage The war inside  In which to wage. Dissolution necessary  Within the head Silence the voices Respect the dead.

  • Hope and Prayer

    I sip my coffee And prepare my mind Hoping to make the right changes For the interview  this time. Three months unemployed  Has taken its toll on the account  Loving the extra time Not the bills starting to mount. A humbling process. . . Different from years passed Always having a job  Expectations often surpassed.…

  • Just Imagine 

    A gentle giant Leading the way  A joy to see But destruction on the way. Imagination in play And a Transformer seen Only for moment But still a king.

  • Keeping Youth 

    Walk into walls To see if they fit Finger in socket Until the shocks quit. Ring around the Rosie Truck bed rides Drinking from a hose God is the guide. Eat off the floor Before the final second ends Remember it all Even when time isn’t a friend.

  • The Joker

    I walk in a dimension There are truths Dressed in stories Of the liars den. I walk carefully To not wake curiosity In me Or in anything. Whispers taunt Like wasps circle No Trust But fear. The joker laughs As the fool trips On the truth of the ledge And the romance of the fall.

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