Ghostly Laundry

the laughing laundry
as bed sheet ghosts run and twirl
dad sips his cold beer
children run around an round
ghosts chasing flowers edges

Outside In

outside in falling
in love with love so divine
inside out my heart
falls apart piece after piece
never learning from the past

Infatuation

infatuation
plays out in sorrow and pain
what was once is not
love not based in the soul fades
till life is not worth living

Running

dappled sun spots on
the shady side of the street
I stretch my long legs
running faster and faster
until the red hot sun sets.

The Flaw

within each one lies
a flaw buried deep beneath our hearts
do not head it's call
though strange sometimes is the pull
into the darkness that waits