A New Leaf

Victims by our own choosing 

the prophet whispered in my ear 

and the same can be said 

for every aspiration and fear. 

But that’s too hard to comprehend! 

I shouted right back 

holding tight to my anger 

and all that I lack 

and calmly waving a hand 

over all the land 

he spoke loud and clear, 

poor Jerusalem my dear 

turn over a new leaf 

and the right journey will begin. 

The leaves will keep on falling 

and the turning will never end. 

Wondrous You

Children laugh and play 

and your babies cry.  

The earth straightens her dress 

and thousands die.

Birds flutter and take flight, 

dogs growl and bark.

The sun shines forth excited, 

great cities go dark.

The moon tugs affectionately 

with nothing to gain.

Man stumbles out of sync

and reaps the shame.

And into this I am born 

without a clue.

A small thing in the arms

of a wondrous you.


 The Nest

A tiny beak pops through,
then a wing cracks the shell
and a slimy, chirping thing
steps forth craving,
oh the craving

under shadows dark
prodding deep, so deep
into the depths
of a craving,
oh the craving.