Empty

I think I've written all there is to write;
there's nothing left inside me.
I am now as empty as can be,
there is nothing left to come to light.

Emptiness is the symptom of what's wrong
All the meaning departed.
The deadly rot inside has started
and nowhere do I think I belong.

There seems to be nothing left to be said
because I feel so little.
My emotional life seems brittle.
The truth is that I may as well be dead.

I'm wondering if this also shall pass
and all the inspiration come back
or if it if gone and has gone black.
I hope it is the former not the last.

©2012  C. Boeneman

Changes (Haiku)

Leaves turning color;
Changes in life and season,
Inevitable.

Summer into Fall,
Fall leaves into Winter snow
Life into a death.

©2012 C. Boeneman

Home of The Free?

America, Home of the Free...
or not so much these days;
more like home of Gestapo,
Patriot Act and N.D.A.A.

Free when the authorities want
and no more than they say.
We can be picked up, detained
at any time or on any day.

So says the law as written
by the elected ones
who care more for their power
than U.S. people in the long run.

But we have options; fight back;
rise up and we protest.
We can't let them take away
what the Founders left as our bequest.

©2012 C. Boeneman

Pain (Haiku)

Aching reminder,

Pain speaks to being alive

among animals.

The Bully World

Here I am, alone in my room
in my self-made jail.
I can't stand the world
and everything it entails.

It is mean and malevolent;
no tolerance
for any unique,
with a different march and dance.

They bully and beat us to death,
make fun of us too,
driving us crazy
depressed and so blue.

Suicide is much on our minds;
no other way out
of the constant pain,
beyond any doubt.

All we want is acceptance
for who, what we are.
We are human too,
we love and we care.

Yes, we can be different
but that is not vile.
We have strong talents
but a unique style.

Take a little time
and get to know me.
You might just find
you like what you see.
.

Puppy Dog Eyes

Forgive me for the puppy dog eyes
with which I always followed you.
I never realized I was doing that
until I was warned not to pursue.

I know I thought that you hung the moon;
my mistake, one now I see through.
I know it was rude of me to say the least;
that's not how I wanted it construed.

Did I have a slight crush on you? Yes.
Will it ever go away? Yea.
It may take a while as most emotions do
but I'm  pretty sure it will give way.

Please be patient with me a short while.
Don't ban me to the nether lands.
I will likely return to a normal state;
 maybe some day we can shake hands.

©2012 C. Boeneman

Lemons to Lemonade

Turning lemons into lemonade
is my newest point of view.  
I need to see  the positive    
instead of me getting blue.

There are two sides to every coin:
Obverse and reverse; heads,tails.
Positive, negative choices;
choose to win or choose to fail.

There's crisis or opportunity
in everything you meet.
How you see what is happening
determines win or defeat.

I choose to see opportunity
in what looks like a big snag.
It is far less stressful that way;
success could be in the bag.

©2012 C.Boeneman