Flower Power

The truth I held
from edge to edge
And it felt like a flower

The path of right,  I took
from dark to light
And it felt like a flower

The First Step

no ‘wrong’ in world, I hate now
every atom appears right
by varying degrees
labels of ‘wrong’
seem the seeds
of inaction
of fear
hate

Fragile Balance

Colors of life galore

In many a different shade

Gaudy, mania excites to the fore

Pale, depressive dies to fade

The mind bends by inches

Feelings above the line

Crossing limits by wrenches

Showing an imbalanced sign

Nothing to Prove

When conversations go awry
A clash of feelings
A need to be free
Incomprehensible meanings

A pause too long
Silence loud
A place you don’t belong
Trespasses not allowed

A lingering question of why
Unable to give up the fight
Avoid looking in the eye
A need to prove yourself right

Be false..

If false proclaims to be right
And true dare not fight