Poem 1

Shower

The thought of the shower

calms my mind

Bringing peace

as the hot air fills within the room

With music to add

Soulful sounds

Voice echoes

against the tiles

The water kissing my skin

Aroma

enters my nose

Lavender

Soap spuds lather upon me

Slowly falling against my skin

Being swallowed by the drain

The feeling of water

So calming

Poem 3

Pile

This was once a clean space

As empty as I wish my mind could be

My head is clouded with thoughts

Where can I start

Where should I start

There is no joy in the process

Can’t wait till the end

But I must go through this challenge

to get to the end

The outcome is what I look forward to