in the crosswind

the chagrinned girl,

thick-skinned, untamed,

set her aim on

her claim and rights

now she fights the

good fight without

any doubt or

burnout of faith

the dam is cracking

soon enough it will collapse

countless tears will flow

again, cleansing old sorrows

and making room for new ones

take the first step

then sidestep the

mistep; shakeup

and mix up and

pile up at will

how to go pro

take it slow don't

say NO say YES

to the test learn

to rest and breathe

PATHYA VAT - http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/orient/pathyavat.html

THAN BAUK - http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/orient/than.html

YA DU - http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/orient/yadu.html

LUK BAT - http://thepoetsgarret.com/2011Challenge/form23.html

the melody

flows gently on

its way to me

say what you will

get your fill as

it spills through the

hills sharing life

I cannot sleep

counted sheep that

came cheap enough

heap enough wool

just a tool fight

a duel for the

school of hard knocks

there is no one with whom to share

there is no moon at which to stare

even the stars don't seem to care

even my dreams lead me nowhere

I am not sleeping like I know I should

in the back of my mind there is deadwood

that needs to be cut into firewood

I don't mind setting fire to the night

show me the moon under intense blacklight

show me true repentence deep and contrite

then lead me to a place where I can sleep

self-righteousness has no room to complain

it embraces all the gloom

then kills faith in the woumb