The Real You

Take a deep slow breath,

Just let yourself go

Far beyond what you've seen

And what you know.

Pay attention to the sounds

Of unfamiliar cries in the distance,

This now feels so near.

You feel THE SELF...yourself.

The voices you hear

Are your own.

The pain you feel

Is self inflicted.

Caused by your own guilt and lies.

The anxiety is very real.

It's like seeing yourself

Through another's eyes.

Frightening, yet needed and true,

For you cannot change

Before achknowledging the real you.

Because Angels Are In White…

The poem is on Doctors who were heroes to us in the time of Covid-19

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.