I've written poetry since I was a kid. Many times, it is easier for me to express myself through my writing than through verbal communication. . I believe that we are one and others are experiencing much of the same things that I am. Some of the things I write about, I haven't experienced myself, but, I've felt it through my loved ones intimately. I write as an expression of the human experience. I write because I believe we all have our own answers within
What do you do when you lose?
Do you wallow in your losingness?
Do you paint a pathetic smile onto your face
Even when it is not OK?
Maybe you just brush yourself off,
And keep on going.
The fact that you don’t give up,
No matter what,
Makes you a winner.
The thought of death is so final
It is the ending of a singular life
Occurring in the twinkling
Of the universe’s eye
A life that touched so many
A life that changed so many
Yet, I believe
Death is more like the ocean’s waves
The life builds, crests and recedes
Back into the vast ocean
From whence it came
Yet, never really apart from the sea
Existing in yet another form
Only to be reborn