june's poems.

6.3.2015

how can people take risks

and not think about

the consequences?

is one person's sane mind

another one's insanity?

_______________


6.5.2015

early morning sun
hits her sunglass
covered eyes as
she crosses the
crowded new york
street

coffee in hand
music in her ears
keds on feet

her mind is nowhere
in particular
focused on her
wandering ways

what will come
of today's adventure?

she was always
the girl that
said everything
did nothing
but thought everything
more adventurous
in her mind
than her actual life

what drives the
adventurous people to
be adventurous
and what drives the
lazy people to sit
all day

this thought runs
through her veins
throws aways
her Starbucks
turns up the
music

ignoring the world
while lost in her own

warm summer breeze
smells of tourists
her body picks up speed
central park is
in front of her

hot dogs and families
photographs and birds
the joys of new york

_______________


6.10.2015

young girls
blonde brown
hair blowing
in the sandy
wind on a 
hot august
day in brooklyn

about to head
out into the
world of unknown
not knowing the
humans they'll
encounter or the
ways they'll
figure out who
they are

riding down a
boardwalk filled
with people
and fat old men
they hear only
the innocent laughs
of their youth

_______________

6.12.2015

chai tea and whitman

friday morning with

too much rain

fire is on television

sucking the souls from

children who sit and

stare while their brains

grow smaller and smaller

all that is heard is

the rain hitting the old

roof while the fire is

crackling keeping the children

and their pup warm

_______________

6.28.2015

music and nature are
my biggest inspirations
to create art in this
world of darkness
and cruelty

it's the lamp in a
pitch black room