I have well over 400 poems saved for future books of my work that I will published. Here are some examples from each subject of my peotry. These are the three people who have inspired me as a writer/poet; John Lennon, Leonard Cohen, Joni Mitchell...

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                                  " A leap of faith..."

Never knowing and always wondering, what if we had done,

To take a leap of faith, we all know, happiness is number one...

Dreams really become our reality, not only wishful thinking,

Of never knowing, if we never tried, find what we`re seeking...

Not to live in fear, to love or to be loved, always feeling lonely,

Hiding behind empty smiles, shallow laughter, too blind to see...

Living with regret, even anger, to afraid to look, into the mirror,

Finally admit, we are our own worst enemy, for to see clearer...

To take that chance, that leap of faith, dreams become reality,

The answers lie within, to all the questions, that`s the beauty...

The decision is only for you to make, remember no one else,

Allow the light to shine bright within, the flame burn, by it´self...

I have taken, a few leaps of faith in life, I have not one regret,

Found my inner happiness and more, leaps I´ll never forget...

                               So take that leap of faith...

                         " Never too old..."

You are never to old,to enjoy what ever you may

Living each moment,each second,to the fullest

Savoring each tender moment,and each new day...

Age is a state of mind,it is each our own decition

To live in joy and light,freedom and to love fully

Grey hair,body changeing,but still have passion...

Remembering only the good,holding it dearly

Learning lessons,difficult sometimes,this is so

But in the end,what you make it,seen so clearly...

Not to live with regret or depression or in fear

Live your dreams and hopes of a better future

Together or alone,no matter but to hold it dear...

Never too old,to love fully,completely and freely

To live who you really are,with no expectations

Make what time is left,the very best,so sincerely...

Yes,I may be getting older in age,not in my mind

Still full of passion,still enjoying,sweet memories

Never too old,is my right of life,to end of my time...

Growing old gracefully,with no regrets,so thankfull

Life has been a magic carpet ride,was exciting

Seemed timeless,but yet so fast also,be humble...

Life is what you make it,reality is it not a given

Age is a state of mind,remember,never too old

I decided,to leave,the past in the past,forgotten...

Still a lover,full of passion,age is just a number

Learnt lessons,time passes,faster than you think

Lived my dreams,more than expected,old never...

                              Never too old...

                  "Angel with a broken wing..."

Through endless time and wars, hatred and distrust,

A young angel saw too much, having learnt to trust...

Through many tears of pain, only emptiness remain,

In the end remained, little angel with a broken wing...

Her spirit broken, her heart in two, lost into darkness,

Feeling empty without morals or values, laid to rest...

Her laughter past away inside, only echo remaining,

Tears turned into rivers, a hollow whisper returning...

Soon realizing, that she was not alone, not anymore,

Angels with broken wings gathering, feeling deplore...

So when you pray this evening, pray for these angels,

Once warriors of love and beauty, into history annals...

Who will watch over them, as they all did once, for us,

What we believe in, with no foundation, faith or trust...

                Angel with a broken wing...

               " Through rose colored glasses..."

In modern times, a denial of history, so full of excuses,

So called progress, seen through rose colored glasses...

Of what nations did to their own people, unspeakable,

Genocide, built on lies and deception, and false labels...

Being judgemental, of race, sex, on our appearances,

Systemic racism, building a nation, a evil experiment...

Some want to see what they want to see, not in reality,

Saying, the past is the past, has nothing to do with me...

Mother Earth is crying, world climate is a real problem,

Greed is a powerful cancer, it is that matters to some...

Hiding behind their faiths and their white picket fences,

Seeing what they want, through rose colored glasses...

The time is now, for everything to change, for our future,

For our future generations, for Mother Earth to endure...

                 Through rose colored glasses...

              " Figment of my imagination..."

It took me decades to realize, I had to pay attention,

I was my worst enemy, figment of my own imagination...

Too busy feeling sorry, pointing fingers, putting blame,

Not taking responsibilities, was the name of the game...

Most was a figment of my own imagination, I admit,

Too little, too late, had to wake up, before was too late...

Love and except, to give back, what was given to me,

Open my mind and eyes, to understand completely...

So, no more denial, no more lies, be honest and kind,

To finally be free, enjoy what life brings, keep in mind...

Never to take anything, anyone for granted, any more,

One baby step at a time, feed my passion, all I adore...

        This is not a figment of my imagination...