The One Hundred Seventh, Apr. 16, 2011

yes, it has indeed been a bad week
I have been poked and prodded
and have been stabbed in the cheek

have not able to chew very well
lost a tooth and too many pounds
welcome to my own special hell

no room for any focus left today
feeling beaten and worn out
quite ready for this one to just go away

The One Hundred Sixth, Apr. 15, 2011

I close my eyes
I do not see you
I close my ears
I do not hear you

I close my heart
I do not feel you
I close my mind
you are not there

my life is full
I am happy now
no more ugliness
only conformity

eyes need closed
so there is no color
no false brightness
nor distractions

ears are better closed
no need for music
no poetry of songs
to soothe the mind

my heart holds enough
no need for any more
overrated feelings
altering my balance

mind needs closed
lest impure thoughts
find their way in
and make me think

you are different
and therefore wrong
you threaten my way
and so you must go

complacent contentment
my own status quo
I want no changes
so I close you out

this is my world
you have no place
you encroach on me
altering my gray

you are too different
you must be evil
you are not like me
you must be wrong

watch the world turn
enjoy the colors
step outside your walls
realize shallow is least

The One Hundred Fifth, Apr. 14, 2011

fly
light as a feather
soaring on winds unknown before
free

new
beginning the next
stepping forward with steady tread
next

life
altered by events
time to end the repetitious cycle
change

now
already different
too late to consider the options
move

grow
accept the path
write a new chapter in the story
live

The One Hundred Fourth, Apr. 13, 2011

infection runs rampant
stopping rational thought
leaving me with nothing
a bad day for thinking

apologies given for this
nothing comes to mind
only want more sleep
I will try again tomorrow

The One Hundred Third, Apr. 12, 2011

it would be funny
if it weren't so sad
to see the situation
grow so out of hand

peace is negotiated
by military regimes
with mercenaries
fighting on a side

questions abound
of this legitimacy
as any impartiality
seems impossible

was this just a ploy
to cast negative light
with propaganda
rather than truth?

Can there really be any doubt?

The One Hundred Second, Apr. 11, 2011

red eyes watering
a burning itch
want to scratch
unquenchable fire

feeling like sand
poured slowly
driving slowly mad
with irritation

fire spreads
nose hot too
wiping too hard
but still it runs

sneezes explode
hurricane force
rattling brains
adding misery

precious spring
time of renewal
flowers blooming
birds singing

such beauty
so vibrant
so allergic
Zyrtec needed

The One Hundred First, Apr. 10, 2011

time eternal

moment fleeting

past unchangeable

tomorrow untouchable

live in the now

be in the instant

know each breath

fir this is all we have

understand priorities

know they are flexible

some are always higher

never put them off too long

life is not eternal

tomorrow uncertain

share the life you have

for it is your greatest gift

enjoy each breath

taste the flavor of life

spice it well with variety

sweeten it daily with love

hold on to dreams

hold on to memories

hold on to loved ones

hold on to individuality

do not regret

but give thanks

for every lesson

even those with pain

and thank those

that made you you

into the person you are

Thank you Mom and Dad

not said enough

not truly understood

but you guided my steps

and helped me find my way

I love you both, and I can never say that enough.