Late night, not sleeping Awake, thoughts keeping My head from finding rest In bed’s embracing nest, Ev’n though my pillow’s soft In midnight’s quiet loft. So, lotus sitting, chanting OM… I let my Self begin to roam. Recalling that it’s been said, That astral beings, blithe or dread, Will come support your karmic need Whether healing – or to make you bleed. Imagine if I give the call, To find if Earthly body’s all? I becko...

I don’t understand how you sleep How your heart doesn’t pound out of your chestHow your palms don’t sweat While your fingertips clutch at nothing.  I don’t understand how your throatIsn’t a barren desertHow your barbed tongue forms wordsWhen it should crumble to dust.  I don’t understand how your eyes can be so vacant and far When the mirror shows you theTruth of your character  I don’t understand what you consider valuel...

She opened up the letter – read the words through teary eyes,another kind rejection, but it’s not a big surprise. She drops it in the basket on a pile of fifty more,a wasted application – not a single open door. She’d graduated college like her parents said she should,her path to a brighter future – but it wasn’t looking good. She’d borrowed lots of money in pursuit of education –a worthless course of study and a pricey g...

His mind was filled with very churlish thoughts as he willed his 5 year old, rickety motor bike to scale one of steepest bridges in the city. He cursed life for being unfair, his parents for being just and honest and cursed himself for being a spineless coward. He wanted to be filthy rich. This he knew even before he had learnt to spell the word poverty. But he had to take the longer route to get what he wanted. Study har...

The apparition was angry.“Stop saying that! I am not the Ghost of Christmases Past! I am the Ghost of Christmas Sideways! I show you how past Christmases and the rest of your life might have been different…if only you had been standing ten feet to the left!”“All I said was that you’re kind of like the Ghost of Christmases Past with a bit of a twist. What’s so bad about that? What’s the big deal?”The apparition continued h...

Barry hadn’t committed a crime for over twenty five years. Surely that was long enough to let things go, let the past swallow up his misdeeds? Enough time to move on. Standing by the front door, he held the handle in his clammy shaking fingers, gulping for air as his breakfast threatened to reappear on the stained carpet at his feet. When he’d woken up that morning, he’d been so sure he could do it, take that first step o...

This humorous riposte to "Colorado Calling" by Alan Jankowski (Dirty Martini) not only employs the same rhyme scheme, but in fact rhymes perfectly with the original while telling the opposite point of view. At last he's gone, hip hip hooray!Let him go mooch off the cannabis cadre.No doubt he'll return before too long—(Given the bum's rush, the urge will be strong.) For too many years I put up with that snake,His easygoing...

I wonder sometimes, this day will I make it through?Will I have the strength to finish the tasks at hand? Challenges the universe has given me, I need to do.Why life can be so complicated, I do not understand? My mother always told me, take each day as it comes.Some will be difficult, some easy, but never too hard. The more you deal with living, the easier it becomes. Take care of the important things, the rest disregard....