Loneliness

Loneliness comes when
There’s nothing to do
No sharing of thoughts
Nor being a fool
Left without a clue
Listen to yourself
What’s troubling you?
Loneliness won’t fade
By what expressions
A simply dislike                                       A simply dismay March 7
Blimshing soft tears
Lingers to no where
Priceless jewel presses
Conflict emerges
Composes confusions
Bitterness upheld
Loneliness goes home                             Loneliness come home March 7
There’s something for you

Poem #56
Idea Loneliness
November 15 / 16 1991

Life Life Its Self

What’s more than life itself?
To share what’s on your mine More than life itself can
Tell stories to others
Than life itself can see
Needs to hold back feelings
Life itself can see hurt
Through impression’s in sight
Itself can see hurt come set
Can see hurt come sadly
Not with tears or sorrow
But, part of a message
Which no one can explain
What’s more than life itself?
Listen, what’s on your mind.

Poem #55 Idea November 4,5 /15 1991
Title August 28, 1992

I Wonder

As rain drops
Upon my face On my face
I wonder
If it’s so
As wind comes
To my bones I wonder
If it’s cold
As I think
Simple thoughts
I wonder
If it’s so
As I end…
I wonder
Where thoughts go?

Poem # 54
Idea November 5, 16 1991
Real Vs Fiction

Remember You

It’s been two years Since I had feared
That day that cross
A life that lost
Remember you
Giving more clues
My eyes blurry
Now tell.. Don’t worry
Go home and rest
You aren’t a pest
No slow time has past
What do you ask?
Leave you a lone
In a loud tone
Set, hold your hand
Praying….amen
What’s wrong with you?
But, if I knew
Deep in my heart
You would soon part You would depart
Remember you

Poem # 53
Idea October 7, 1991
Reflection October

FEAR: Not Knowing

Laying scared in my bed
Not knowing what’s ahead
Thoughts have entire my mind
Why do I feel confine?
Quickly noises come and go
Imagination’s know imagine what you know
The difference between face
And fictions what’s the fact
Now bounding at my heart
Hoping fear will depart                                          Praying fear soon depart
Pressure all around me
When will I be set free
Pain in my shoulders fades
Like its been a few days
Silence upon this night
Shadowing away fright
Laying sleep in my bed                                           Laying still here in my bed
Not knowing what’s ahead.

Poem # 52
Idea Afraid
Oct 6/7
November 16, 1991

Rewrite Not Knowing
October 20,
November 16

The Mississippi

Wide open waters
Stretching side to side
A breath taking view
Reflecting light glows
Like a small ocean
Water running free Water runs freely
Gliding along way
Seems lie smooth sailing
How can I describe?
The Mississippi
Melting away view

Poem # 51
Idea October 3, 1991
Title Oct 6/7 1991

Untitled: Thunderstorms

Darken sky lights On evening heights
Rainy strong winds
C--- this bands
Thin white long lines
Beyond your mind
Lights the sky doom
A sudden boom
Vibrating floors
Oh please not more

Poem # 50
Idea October 3, 1991
Thunderstorm

Lake Michigan View

Cluster of rings Cover my view
Paraded show things
I haven’t a clue
Resting key
Standing awake
Casting beauty
Upon that lake
By day or night
Things come and see
Mystery? Sight
Where thought  are free
No time to waste
Start to explore
That windy place
You can’t ignore

Poem # 49
Idea Sept 30. 1991
October 6/7
Boats and building looking into Chicago

Rewritten and named
Lake View Lake Michigan

Bouquet of rings
Cover my view
Paraded things
With touch of dew
Creative keys
Standing awake
Merge beauty
Upon this lake
By day by night
People come see
Amazing sight
Where thoughts set free
Long quite race
Start to explore
This windy place
You will adore

Fireworks Or War?

Setting on a rock
Watching time pass
Freedom no worry
As night settles in
Boats sailing inward
Resting of their bays
Waiting for night fall
When the sky a blaze
Floating upon waves
With an added touch
A of lighting
Shakes, the darken plan mist
Full of joy screaming
Moods intensity
The chill in my bones
Fells isolating
Flash back miles always
Reality slips
Always a moment
Then this memory fades
Until the next one

Poem # ?
Idea Sept 30, 1991
Written October 7, 1991

Rewritten
April 17, 1992
Rocks setting as I
Watch time pass
Freedom no worry
Right settles down
Sailing boats inward
Resting at their bays
Night full awaits
The sky a blaze
Floating waves come
With an added touch
Darkness shakes the mist
Scrams and full of joy
Moods intensifies
My bones chill
Feels… beautifully
Miles away feedback/ flashback
Slips reality
Moments away
Memory drafts
Until the next one
Slums
Viewing some places
Riding along roads
Peoples false faces
A symbol ? One Code?
Impression at first
Scared me go away
Living here seems worst
Exploring new ways
A last moment
Realism clear
It doesn’t cost a cent
Once you know what’s here

Poem # 48

Idea Sept 30 , 1991
Chicago slums October 6/7
Revised April 13,1992

Untiled: It's Sure No Day Thing

Those days of nothing Prolonging everything
Time of pleasure
Events no bore
Nights of peaceful
Lose by ---
Casting of joy ray
Emptiness sick bay
A time of nothing
It's sure no day thing

Poem #46
 Idea Sept 11, 1991
October 7

All In A Dream: Chicago Dream

A walk by day
A glimpse of night
Lake with icy
Sprinkling land
Distant by me
Revender soon
Breath of fresh air
Turning this view
Shimmering sun
Cast over buildings
Beautifully
All In a dream

Poem # 45
Idea Sept 11, 1991
Sept 12, 14

Renamed Chicago Dream
October 23, 2004

Lake Michigan

As far as I can see
Wide open water
Blending haze upon
The horizon
Wind breeze, inward
Still birds fly above
Building standing
Soundly looking
Over the waters
Blue sky green waters Waves of soapy white
As far as I can see
Cold winds against me
This I’ ve never seen
Visions out far land
Things I can’t see
Is it a boat? A house?
What may it be?
Haze upon the waters
This sight I’ll never forget
As far as I can see

Poem # 44
Idea Aug 14, 1991
April 28 1992


Rewritten

Wide open waters
As far as I can see
The horizon
Blending haze upon
Still birds flying high
Wind, breeze inward
Stand buildings
Soundly looking
Blue skies green waters
Over mix waters
Waves of white
Cold winds again me
As far as I can see
Visions out far land
Sights I have never seen
Things I can’t see
What may it be?
Is it a boat? A house?
A sight I’ll never forget
Haze upon the waters
As far as I can see

Written ? July 6 1992

Fear Not Shyness

Shyness is not scary
Going through old phrases                               Going through simple phrases
Let all troubles a glow                                      Leave all troubles go now
A time will come some day
Shyness won’t soon vanish
It’s a part of your way
Old ideas jus ended                                          An old idea just ended
For those scary things past
Fear not shyness…
Take time It’s time

Poem # 43 ½
Idea August 31, 1991

A Voice Of Confidence

Rewritten Poem #

My heart goes thumpity when I speak
Then I’m weak…I can’t seek
Inside my mind draws a complete blank
All words sink
Surely, you know why
My mouth tastes so dry
My heart beats faster
Think no more disasters
Still this voice tells me
Soon you will be free
Compose your self
Just be yourself
It isn’t so hard
Just an inch a yard
You have been there before
Just practice… you will score
So breakout of that shall
Confidence, you’ll do well

Poem # 43 Idea Aug 3, 13 1991

Secrets

Seen but always there Looked doors never close
Shoulders look not
With all questions asked
What reputation
the talk of the town
Hush hush, you’ll been seen
Covering all track
Duck the idea
Not blind but can’t see
By now time has passed
The hardship no joy
Not seen some hush hush
Open doors not locked
Look over shoulders
Cover those tracks
Open doors not locked
Just the door is closed

Poem # 42
Idea June 5, 23
July 4 Year ?

Untitled: Your Garden Where You Rest

Through the years
Little clues
Searching here
Searching there
Led me near                                         No things news
Where you lay
Not knowing
Your garden
With marker
Not showing
Are you here?
Over there?
Walking faith
Looking down
Grave by grave
Aging by
It must be
Here, this spot
Your garden
Where you rest

Poem #41
Idea June 4, 7, 1991

Untitled:When Doing Your Best

When doing your best
Don’t except too much
Getting blown away
Excepting do more
Hurting your pride
Just hold it all in
Excepting some more
When doing your best
Do them a favor
Don’t hurt feelings
Excepting too much
For no cost no price Over your limits
When doing your best
Excepting mo more
Pushing your up most
Going that extra mile
When doing your best

Poem # 40
Idea May 20 / 21

Rewritten

When you don your best
They expect too much
Over your limit
They expect do more
Do them a favor
Don’t hurt their feelings
They expect some more
Just hold it all in
Expect too much
For the cost no price
Pushing your up most
When you do your best
Going that extra mile
Getting blown away
----
When you do your best

Untitled: Must We Know Everything?

Must we know
Everything
All that’s here Piece to piece
Not knowing
Little things
Closed doors
Dark secrets
Can there be
Lasting peace?
To what’s known
Inch to feet
There will be
Lasting peace
Just knowing
Little things                                   Simple things
Open doors
Lights secrets
Must we know
Every thing?

Poem # 39
Idea May 19, 27 1991
June 23, Oct 7

A Growing Tree

A growing tree
From who to me?
Gathering thoughts
That time has brought
Each descendants
Precious moments
Don’t say never
It’s forever
Those clue that die
As years pass by
How? What? When? Why?
But how can I
Search up and down
Asking around
Connections lost
Memories tossed
A missing link
People may think
Strecthing spand
Across the land

Poem # 38
Idea May 8 /19/ 20
Family History

Rewritten
Across the land
Streching band
People may think
Their missing link
Memories tossed
connections lost
Searching up and down
Asking around
How? What? Why? when?
Are we not kin?
As years pass by
Those clue soon die
Lost forever
Don’t say never
A descendants
Precious moments
That time has brought

Remembering

Shriveling up Like cooked bacon
Wrinkling thing
Softly woven
What fridgle skin
Dark eyes glassy
So unknowing
The days by nights
Utter no words
Weakening by most
Motionlessly
No time remote
Stir in mid-air
Silently Unknown
Glancing at hope
Suddenly tick
Flowingly knows
How strangely put
A miracle has cooked
It comes and goes
Remembering

Poem # 37
Idea May 5 1991
May 8/12 Miracles