The Day I Want

George Washington National Forest
Will the day go as I want?

I have detailed plans and strategies.
I must follow them through to the end.
I am honest when I say they are worthwhile.
They will lead me to the life I need.

Life is too slow for me.
I see too few changes each day.

I know that I am going someplace else.
I am yearning for a new adventure.

My destination is far away.
I haven’t planned the route to take.

When I arrive, it all will be different.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: George Washington National Forest. By David Clow Image license

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The Vast Blue Sky

Light After Darkness
Underneath the vast blue sky
                days follow days like a parade.
Underneath the vast blue sky
                the oceans meet the mountains.

When I was younger,
                my soul was full of mysteries.
When I was younger,
                I wondered why the blue?

The vast blue sky is full of life—
                insects, bats and birds.
The vast blue sky is full of life.
                I am in awe of its power.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Light After Darkness. By Jhong Dison Image license

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Swallow

Swallow in FlightI see a swallow dart through the sky.

Its aerial dance proves that it is free.
As I marvel, I wonder who the choreographer is.

In the barn, there is a mountain of hay.
I play there jumping from bale to bale.
I can have fun today without any responsibilities.

I have begun to grow up now.
What I want most is to be myself.
I notice a bird near my home again.
Its freedom inspires me to excel.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image. By Carol Von Canon Image license

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In the Rain

espejismo / Mirage
The rain washed the sidewalks today.
I was surprised by the downpour.

I know how to prevent problems in my life.
I can see the consequences of my actions.
I hear the words behind my deeds.
They have been cleansed by the rain’s soft patter.

This afternoon, a storm left me.
The calm sky is pleasant again.
My heart has found a reason to grow.

My mind is full of light again.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image. By Mario Image license

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I Hate Cats

Seamus the Pissed-Off ReindeerI hate cats.
I hate cats.
Cats are hateful.
I hate cats.

The big ones eat too much.
The little ones play too hard.
Any cat that has four feet
has four feet too many.
I hate cats. I hate cats.

The days go by.
The sun will shine.
Cats still come and grow.
I will never survive
with cats around,
for I hate cats.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image. By Julie G. Image license

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Black Strokes

Random Letters
I saw the paper rest before me.
It danced with black strokes and a picture.
I don’t understand their meaning.

I ask my friends the questions again.

Somehow, my confusion will pass away.
Letters and words might make sense again.
The paper’s beauty gives me reason to hope.
In the silence, its words might shout the truth.

Each curving stroke has a simple idea.
New words surround me with their strength.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Random Letters [unchanged]. By Thomas Hawk Image license

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Water

Echo Lake, Splash
I run through the water.
Today, I am full of joy.
I remember so many challenges.

I will be dripping wet.
The chilling air is not a problem.
How do I wander from joy to anger?
Then, must I journey from anger to isolation?

I have friends that I trust.
When I see them smile, I laugh along.
We have shared our secret thoughts.
We can find humor in the mundane.
I smile as our jokes cross my mind again.

Today I can remember the hard times.
I am not stuck there anymore.

I continue forward with a splash of love.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Echo Lake, Splash [unchanged]. By Aimee & Paul Bogush Image license

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