A Poem : "Turn Around Inside Me"

“Turn Around Inside Me”

The tide it crashes

Throwing tears to the wind

The wind and it’s howling

How did this all begin?

The wonder the labor

The sands sifting time

A rotting green tomato

12 requests for a lime

So the bandages bound

Try to hold back the pain

Each day burns the labor

To try and wash out the stain

The time comes to passing

So sweet and so precious

But they all have to end

The mirror though ruthless

How it never relents

Poses peace to my eyes

In my wrinkles that set

Like the tree and its rings

That tell the tall tale

I have my own memories

And all the smiles that prevail

A Poem: "Climbing Out"

“Climbing Out”

The dancing clown is chasing me

Smiling with that grin

He offered his sweet potions

To try and pull me in

I look away everyday

To keep safe what I have

But he is oh so persistent

And his lies don’t seem that bad

I try to shake my head so hard

To get out of this house

The mirrors are confusing 

And time is running out

Each turn I try to holler

And reach out for some help

But all I hear are echoes

Of the screams that I shout

Deep inside I find some peace

A second at a time

Without it I would probably fall

In chains I would reside

And most of all a shining light

That clown hates oh so much

Thats why he hides my matches

And my candles and the such

For all my aches and pains 

That slow me down each day

I gladly bear all of it

So that I can get away