I watched a man/
run and stand/
at the bus stop,/
thinking he could hop/
on board./
But the driver didn’t open the door,/
and just drove./
What should be done?

It’s so hard to think /
about you being so close/
and not talk to you.

Once again it’s me/
whose dysfunctionality/
scares away the she.

Oops! Silly me! I/
forgot you require your one/
hot morning coffee!

She claims she is a /
morning person. At 3, how /
much is she really?

God is good. Often/
He uses good people for/
His good purposes.

Are my words truly/
that good, or is poet’ry born/
because Muse moves me?

I see her monthly,/
yet she constantly has thrill/
capability.

She stands high on a/
mountain top. Her words command;/
will her next shoe drop?

In my search, may I/
refuse to put barriers/
up on who I like.