Wild Hair

Wild Hair

Will you please

Stop complaining

I like it just the way it is

I don’t want to change it

Too bad that it is not to your standards

I like my hair long

I like it uncombed and wild

It does what it wants

When it wants

No brush or comb can tame it

You are not going to change that

No matter how hard you try

Let my hair grow like an ivy

Wild and free

Reaching for something to grab onto

It has wanted that since the day I was born

It will be like that the day I die

That is how I want it

That is how it will be

No matter what

Holy Ruins

Holy Ruins

I imagine your beauty

How you looked ages ago

Your thatched roof

Stain-glassed windows

The moss growing on your stone walls

There was life within you

Babies being christened

Men and women becoming one

And the last goodbyes to those who were gone

That was so very long ago

Since then time has ravaged you

The people who loved you left

Went away to the cities

Your roof fell into dust

Your windows shattered in the wind

Your walls came down from neglect

Your spires reach like claws into the sky

As they try to catch the passing clouds

The people of your past are long gone

So is the beauty of your youth

But your ruins have their own beauty

A majestic quality no place else has

And that makes you a treasure

The Complicated World

The Complicated World

The world has become so complicated

People never talk to people

Electronics do the talking for us

Our phones take away private time

We are never truly alone

Cars tell us where to go

And what we should see on the way

Newspapers aren’t made of paper

Delivered through the air to our screens

The same with books

Turning the page just isn’t cool anymore

200+ channels to make everyone a star

Even if you do not have talent you will be an idol

Concerts and sports are televised

So you don’t have to leave the house

God forbid you gather together with other people

The kids are called to dinner by email

Bullying doesn’t take place on the schoolyard

Even surgeries are done by doctors a thousand miles away

Everything is done without seeing the other person

When will the day come when things will get worse

People will completely forget how to talk to each other

It will be hard to remember what another human being looks like

Babies will be conceived through a website

And even a child’s rattle with be computerized

Whatever happened to the good old days

When people got to meet other people

Eat together or share a beer together

Even fight together

Without something telling them what to do

Or talking for them

This world is confusing

I pray for a return to the good old days

When a calculator was the only computer I owned

And I looked people in the eyes and said hello

Remember The Rain

Remember The Rain

Think back

Remember when you were a child

When rain was a toy

To be played with

To be run in

Dance in

And laugh in

The days we were drenched

Warm water dripping in our hair

All over our faces

And the taste of nature’s purest water

Rolling down our tongues

We were so innocent

So amazed over the smallest things

When did that change

When did we stop playing with our toys

When did rain become something to avoid

Next time the clouds let loose

When rains fall to the ground

Return to that child you used to be

Go outside

Keep your clothes on

And just play

I Need Quiet

I Need Quiet

I need a bomb

Not a big one

Nuclear would be nice

Not even a mega ounce

I need to kill them

They scream all night long

Screaming and whining

I cannot sleep

I cannot think

I just need to get rid of them

I think God made them

Placed them just to bug me

I plan

Think of ways to kill them

But they are always here

Maybe they are like cockroaches

Radiation won’t harm them

I think old school may be the way

A rock in a sling

Lobbed more than one hundred feet in the air

Aimed right

Aimed right on target

I want them dead

More than anything I have ever wanted

I should just stone those damn crows

And finally live my life in quiet

My Last Fairy

My Last Fairy

Mom and dad

Why did you tell me the truth

I was so young

Just a little child

Full of hope and faith

I believed in Santa Clause

The Easter Bunny and fairies

They were alive for me

You didn’t have to tell me

I didn’t want to know

Santa Clause is just a man in a suit

The Easter Bunny isn’t real

Fairies were just the stuff of stories

You didn’t watch as my youth died that day

You didn’t see me cry when I went to bed

You never told me

That would be the night my last fairy friend died

If only I would not have listened

If I would have followed my heart

That fairy would have been flying around my room

And maybe I would still believe in miracles

My Deepest Hatred

My Deepest Hatred

I hate you

Honestly, I cannot stand looking at you

You have become a pain in my ass

You don’t listen to me

You do whatever you want to do

Whenever you want to do it

You destroy my life

My work and my soul

I am so sorry we ever met

True, we have been close for so long

You have been my best friend

Ever since the moment you came into my life

Now, I would love to get rid of you

Throw you in the trash where you belong

Get you out of my life

I want to once again play games with you

Share my poetry and stories with you

To spend so many hours looking at funny cat videos

But, that time is over

Your keyboard doesn’t work the way it should

You mousepad is totally brain damaged

And even your grammar check doesn’t work

I am tired of you and Best Buy is having a sale

So you are gone

Left out on the stairs so someone else can have you

Maybe you’ll behave for them

All the while I play with my new best friend

A two terabyte angel

With a nineteen inch screen

And a wireless keyboard

I could say that I will miss you, but I won’t

So all I will say is goodbye

And you will be gone

Your battery will be dead

But you will not be mine

So, I couldn’t care less.