Rhyming Poems
Carousel Projector
My brain is like those old carousel projectors Seeing worlds overlaid like dreadful specters. I see the world in chapters, stories (lines & verse) ...The Worm That Planted Itself
inside an apple there was a worm- small & pale & blind, with one purpose: to wait. when the jaws of opportunity opened – ...How Can I?
How can I loveIn a world full of hate? How can I growWhen I’m crushed by the weight? How can I learnWhen ignorance is ...Choosing Freedom
Off to work on school assignments. God forbid I have a life. All college ever does for me Is bring me stress and strife. ...Ultimate Birthday
Round the sun I go, turning forty-two, Ultimate Answer to life, the universe, And everything echoing through and through, Withholding its wisdom like it’s ...The Walk of Life
I pour my heart out on the page.Heartbreak, happiness,Bitterness, rage.This blank screen is now my stage.This is my letter to the world.This is my ...I Remember
I remember being a weeping treeI am writing words for everyone to see.I am writing a song for a soul unconsoledAnd singing about my ...Dusty Photos
Dusty photos hang on the wallsWhere reality’s silhouette calls Her spinning wheel, her smile, and her soft handsThey were there first, where the hourglass ...










