Awakened

You woke up an artist in me

Once imprisoned now free

Poems and prose our children

We dote on and tuck into bed

Some call us a failure

But we failed with open eyes

For a moment

Rejecting a passive life 

Questioning our sanity.

But here we are. 

 

Buried Alive

 During my youthful journey

Words in a journal to helped me

My innermost feelings were read

Then somebody lost what I said

Lost the friend... in those pages again

Our feelings and how we strive

Shouldn't be buried alive 

The struggles a loved one bears

Is a treasure to one who cares

Locked within... until time ends.. 

In the Depths

In the depths of my soul 

Lies a buried treasure 

Reaching, yearning, longing. 

Satisfaction evades me

But for faint glimpses revealed

This man reaches for a handhold

Outside I have become indifferent, superfluous

A single passion displaces loss... rage

I will find a way to reveal his depths

With thankfulness and enjoyment

And share the prize with others.