I have arrived on the Sea of Tran… A Place of Zen calm & endless pea… My heart & mind is still, Yet I’m aware enough to drink, The joy of this stillness,

New poets struggle with the weight Of the world, New poets feel invisable, They curl up in a ball & feel like giving up all;

It is in little moments That life is best lived, Like the one of the father Taking time to play checkers With his son,

I look at my hands, I see the roots of trees, I look out at the stars, I see the wonder That are my eyes,

I love to wear dresses, To feel like a girl, In pretty petticoats, pinafores, Wedding gowns & sundresses, I swi… I love to wear dresses

God are you in the sky, Are you the air, under the birds’… That help them fly? Are you the legs that support the… Or help the homelss or the disable…

Love is neither a color Or lack thereof, Love is not a belief or lack there… It is not wrapped in beauty or ugl… It is not male nor female,

Writing & reading poetry Is delicious, Like smelling & eating Mom’s Apple pie without the dishes, What is life for but

Help I need counselling, I need a patient, listening ear, One that has been there, Knows I feel & can help me bear The weight of the world,

I spied a hummingbird hovering In the garden amidst the bright fl… All artfully arranged & dressed, I felt a warm zephyr from the west… It refeshed me with vigor & zest,

Sometimes life is so utterly delic… Out of it I want to take a bite Rip it into stitches, Sometimes I want To take flight,

I love to wear pretty pink panties, Under my dress, The fact that I’m a man underneat… Could be anyone’s guess;

Obituaries are dark curiousities, I hope I’m not in there, In black & white, Not yet I conceed, Death Notices are morbid, macabre…

Our bodies are forever changing, Never staying the same, Tomorrow’s joy is today’s pain; From past to present, To future we glide,

The only relationship We need to be of concern, Is the one we have with God, The others are reflections, Chances to learn,