MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘In The Clouds ‘

hands on fire
head in the cloud
i have a desire
to say it aloud

to speak out
the truth to share
but then i freak out
and would not dare

words don’t come
my voice is weak
rule of thumb
i hardly speak

what is the matter
why do i choke
internal chatter
cracking a joke

the joke is on me
who cares more
invisible army
raging a war

sweaty palms
to face my fears
deceptive calms
under my tears

gather some strength
take a breath deep
stop writing at length
acting like a sheep …
go get some sleep
talk is cheap

MORNING POETRY – ‘Words of Wisdom’

speaking is listening
let that sink in
when we speak
we hear our own voice
so
let’s speak to another
the same way
we would like to
be spoken to
as
we are the main
recipient of
our words
now
choose
wisely
choose
kindness