BREAKING LOSE
breaking lose being free
with everything
cutting it wide
open
releasing it all
no worries no cares
no regrets
no fears
living free...
freeing, seeing everywhere
my first responsibility me...

WALKING CLICHES
I know I see the world
too simply
repeating platitudes
and old cliches
every love song still holds a note
and every sonnet brings me hope
to speak of higher ideals
I blush embarrassingly
when caught admiring
things far too beautiful for me
prefering a simple prayer with grace
to the sound of violent demagogory
and now and then I like a rhyme
to feel its metre beat in time
as old fashioned as that seems
walking always with old cliches still
to dream romantic dreams