A really sad poem, that has a really good meaning… somebodys always there.

The remnants of a relationship.

My sons final last words.

Confused, a message from Linkedin has said I must not post any more poems as I write too much.

Breaks up happen in life and i’ve found writting helps lame or not but it does. However the worst feeling is knowing you realized you held the world and it’s too late.

*April 7, 2011*

At least it cut down on how much red meat we ate.

I often like to think, fantasize and dwell on life and death. Though death is a frightening concept I feel the need to express my thoughts about it.

The journey of a leaf into the afterlife and how it accepts and copes with its own death.

A scary poem about trying to avoid the inevitability that is…