Precarious

Life is riddled
with psychic land mines.
The trick
is avoiding them
if you can
yet living always
as if you cannot.

Beautiful

If only
what is on the outside
reflected
who we are within.
If only
we were truly valued
for what lies
beneath our skin.
If only
our strength of spirit
spurred real change
to begin.
Then perhaps our looks
would no longer matter
and every woman
would win.

The Lost

It is
a remarkable thing
when one's present
state of existence
feels like all there is
and all that can ever be.
To seek
yet never find
stumbling blindly through life
almost
but not quite
broken.
Simply stated
until found
one cannot imagine
how utterly brutal
it is
to be lost.

Blue

Blue
eyes sometimes grey
mostly the portal
to deep thoughts
and hidden dreams.
Blue
soul in tumult
occasionally meandering
but mostly residing
in a lonely space.
Blue
is the color
that I most love
and the feeling
that I most hate.