My pennies

Always heads-up

Laid out so neatly

Some shinny and new

Passed thru the hands of few

Some used endless times

Still, no challenge

To their worth

Each a collection

I never planned to keep

But now

We’ve become each other’s history

Just pennies in hand


This is Where I Leave You

This is where I leave you

Because you won’t go back

And you don’t want to go forward

And I can’t stay here


You have always been honest

and I’ve caught you in lies

or exaggerations

or something that was meant to ease me

but tore at my skin from inside


And a deep breath

an exhale of relief

This is where I leave you



For you

You know I have poems

For all of you

And words for memories

A collection piling in my books

Songs are great expressions

Some have acquired whole bands


I don’t love you

But feeling for all

Are read in my words

No tears are left on my pages

No pain released


Just a poem



In spite of you


Each to his own I have left

Pages of sorrow and love

But I have nothing to give you

Cause I see nothing from you