Wasn't intending to do this, but since I have been on a poem kick lately, figured that I would put them here on my website.  Although not pertaining to Brinks in Time, these are probably my best that I've written.

                                      - Friendship-

                Having best friends can feel like the first winter’s snow.

                True friendships are worth more than gold.

                When you find one, fight for it and never let go.

                Always cherish them, keep a tight hold.

                They aren’t judged by how much you click love or like.

                Usually what counts is being kind, funny, and nice.

                It doesn’t matter whether its wrong or right,

                They are always there to help and give advice.

                No matter how dark the hour may be.

                Or how far one falls from the tree,

                Knowing they are always there can make me see,

                Just how important having good friends are to me.

                And though sometimes friendships need to mend,

                The sign they are true is because they never end.



                     -Losing Someone-

In life, we seem to take it for granted,

Believing everyday tomorrow is guaranteed.

It is here where our view is slanted,

As we truly don’t know where tomorrow will lead.

If someone makes you sad, talk it out,

Asking, not guessing, can reveal the truth.

Better this than lingering in doubt.

To find out fast, rather than be a sleuth.

Life is too precious and short,

To focus on the past.

Always be there to help and support,

As life can go by fast.

So hang out, forgive, start over, have fun, and dance,

As you never know when will be your last chance.



                          -Dreams-

For years you have been speaking to me,

A silent voice that only I myself can hear.

Sometimes I feel you are nothing, other times you are everything,

Offering truth when I need it, mystery when the time isn’t right.

The news you tell is almost always sad or rough

But the pain is over quickly like pulling off a band-aid.

On rare occasions you bring good news, though,

For these I must wait, because the answer is slow.

Most nights I am deaf to what you say,

Some are just so crazy they can’t possibly mean a thing.

Yet, in the few times I do hear you, I listen,

As you give me insights as to what will transpire.

It‘s like looking into a crystal ball,

One that is close to me just above my shoulders.

But the images can be cloudy,

My thoughts, confusions matching what you show.

There are times I wish you would just be blunt,

Because the waiting is hard and future open.

Patience is a virtue that I am good at following,

And it is one that you test on a nightly base.

Some say you are a message from the soul

Speaking so we can know ourselves and wants.

Many go through life never hearing you.

So I am fortunate to have heard you so often.

You’ve told me when I was going to lose a love,

You’ve told me when I was going to find a long lost one.

You’ve told me when something was lost,

You’ve told me when I was going to have to look elsewhere.

I listen to you even in the vaguest of news

Because I feel so long as I believe in your words, they will come true.

I do this, in the rare times, when your message is good,

Because that is truly what I want in my life is to be loved and feel joy.

I believe that what you speak of is important,

Like when you repeat them to me more than once.

I believe you want me to be happy,

Which is why you warn me, whether its good or not.

I may never understand why you do what you do,

I just hope you come true when I need you most,

As you are with me every night

Hoping my ear will hear you and bring me back into the light.