Poetry ~ Open

she always kept an open mind
and somehow that was perceived
as her weakness

the inability to be sure
of what was true
of what was real
of what mattered

oh sure, she had beliefs,
leanings...
but she stayed open
because who could ever know
with certainty -
anything?

Poetry ~ Seriously?

Seriously
Why are you so serious, 
so stuffy and aloof?
Slip off your tie
and stay a while
and let’s debate the truth. 

I agree life is important 
and somethings matter more,
but nothing rises much above 
the people I adore. 

And you, my love, are highest 
on my list of most desired
So, let’s settle down 
and play around –
your participation is required!

Poetry ~ Whispers

Do you listen to the whispers of your heart
or do you wait for the screaming to start?

Don’t let people tell you those whispers are lies!
Let the doubters see the truth through your eyes.

Trust your foresight, your third-eye, your intuition.
Listen to your heart’s inner recognition. 

And if the mind tells you the heart doesn’t matter,
quiet the mind and follow the latter. 

Trust when your heart whispers – it’s real and true.
Act on your instincts; and you’ll know what to do.