POEM 17
Karma can be fickle and unpredictable
It can lead us on a path blissful
It can lead on a route to heartbreak
Only you can stop the ache
That karma exists, you needn’t agree
You are who you want to be
Ignore the meandering route to platitude
Chose the path to love and gratitude
POEM 18
Poetry is the vessel of life
It denies many a strife
It’s the undiluted essence of man
Like frozen fruit punch in a can
Mixed with a fifty percent vodka solution
Life is not an illusion
To be experienced, it must be read
This is not something to dread
The true story is in the reader’s head
Each time is different
Each person is different
It lets thoughts run free
Become who we were meant to be
Like a fine piece of artwork
Must include a person to make it work
However small, change is timeless
Becomes an inseparable part of us
POEM 19
The sea is powerful, lonesome, and desolate
Stand before it, not luck but kismet
Cast your fortune, harness it’s power
Comfort and excite for many an hour
All life began in its fury
Return to it now, cast off the worry
Pete's Wisdom 