A Series of Poems

"Nags"
I knew my way of thinking
Wasn't the healthiest.
It tasted
Of Loss.
So sour,
My tongue started to burn,
Eyes started to water.
I think I can be
Haunted by
Flaws, Failures, and Disappointments.
Discover the negative to
Break the pattern and
Glue the record.
I'm tired of the loop.

"Reward Of $10"

I keep

Misplacing 

Things. 

Strands of my hair,

Memories of Texas,

Phone calls, and

My water bottle.

Don't worry, 

I replaced these items

With sunshine and lavender.

But if found,

Please return.

"Hope For Later"

I want a tattoo of a 

Mustard seed.

Or at least carry a 

Real one in my pocket.

A 

Little 

reminder of how

Much. 

Miracles happen;

This seed defeats everything, and

Contains potential to 

Grow. 

"Traffic"

Imagine what

Would happen if there was never

A stop sign. 

Everything's green, 

You get to go.

You meet your greatest desires, 

Lose feeling in your legs, as 

Wind grazes against your cheeks.

But even if a stop sign

Interferes with your lane,

It's only a pause,

You'll get to 

Go soon.