Obsession 

Fascination abounds 

For obsessions renowned.

Be polite, write a card, say ‘Thank you’,

Don’t confound. 

So easily offended 

When protocol is suspended.

As if struck across face 

With white glove,

Kills white dove.

Peace defected

Offence unintended

So quickly escalated.

Too far out of control

Apologies insufficient

Groveling’s equally deficient.

Only option that’s left

Is to face this with deft.

The Following

​Getting attention is easy

Maintaining it, not as breezy.

Sweet words, like honey

Draw bears and bees 

From far and wide;

Though with humans money

Would as easily suffice.

The vibrant crowds 

Disperse posthaste

Unless they’re given

A small foretaste

Of what’s to come, 

Intrigue is sprung, they stay.

And so new following’s begun.

A gift, a tree, or just a home

​Winter’s here, layer of snow

Brings with it the Christmas glow.

Gifts bought and wrapped under the tree.

Feelings of warmth and love abound.

Too easily forgot are those without

The joy of tree, or gifts, or home.

Spending these holidays alone and cold

On streets with no forgiving mold.

Count blessings many 

If you have but one

A tree, a gift, or just a home…

Vertigo

World is spinning,

Yet standing still. It’s just beginning.

Colors collide, out of control…

No chance to take a look at the whole.

Thoughts run wild

Possibilities abound, mind’s so beguiled.

Sweet vertigo

vertigo