Number one

Studying my brother, Bill

I read some of his poetry

that reveals his soul.

The words flow

Creating crisp images,

Raw feelings.

Whether it be his talents,

his IQ or

Simply his loving, sweet spirit,

My brother will always be number one.

I love him to much

to be jealous.

Starving

I've waited so long
for you to come and
fill my hunger.

I am weak and needy
Anticipating comfort
Relief from my nervous sweat

But then you give me tid-bits
and leave me
Alone again still
Starving.

Passing

When I'm with you
It seems that now will be forever.
Yet, as time passes
people move beside us
and away from us.
Going from one life to another.
In different places on this earth.
We make our final passing from this world
one at a time
And we weep with every passing.

Insomnia

Can't slow down

Can't lie still

Headed for the door

I walk into the wall.

The wall talks to me

The ceiling falls onto my head.

I don't want to think this stuff

Please stop laughing at me.

I pray to slow down my brain

and let me rest.

I need to rest.