Not now

A million worries
About what might someday be
Smother the present

The Storm That Never Comes

Anxious clouds hover
In the background they threaten
But never burst forth

Airborne Sun Catcher

Monarch in blue sky
Captures the sun in his wings
Glows for a second

The Voyager

Glance back one last time
At what was once your home world
Now a pale blue dot

The Inner Darkspace

Paranormal dreams
Satanic and so violent
Jolt me from slumber

A Fair Swap

The warm summer days
Traded for a crisp autumn
Pinwheels for pumpkins

Cold Limbs, Warm Heart

Too hot for most folks
But the sun feels good to me
Low blood pressure sucks

Anxiety Moves

Anxiety moves
Beneath a smiling surface
The darkness inside

Creative Thirst

Dry pen dipped in ink
Quenches the artist's parched soul
As the words flow forth