They move in layers, traveling with the force of the wind,

On a course, always heading for everywhere, not a sound though.

There’s a rumble that comes, the sound of an approaching storm,

From above all Is not calm, with a mind of Its own It then attacks.

How long will this last, until It weakens and the winds take It ,

Waves In the sky are most unusual and mysterious way up high.

They roll on to where we can not see, they are waves In the sky,

Gone away and forgotten, not so much thought about really.

Until another day when waves In the sky come rolling over our heads,

The water gently crashing on our heads, no sand anywhere I say,

Waves In the sky, our world upside down once In awhile.

Keith Garrett

I have a home, it’s not like yours, there are no rooms,

If i am to have heat then it comes from the sun.

My bathroom rests not in one spot, it moves,

No air conditioner have i, the coolness comes from the night air.

My shower is not always working, at times i am not clean,

I have a bed, it is wherever i may lay.

My refrigerator is always empty, it’s a thing i do not own,

My sink is a bucket of water or a puddle i may find.

I own a television, it is all that i see,

It only turns off when asleep i may be.

There are no chairs, a sofa to rest upon,

My windows are the world, a roof, only what’s above me.

A yard i have extens very far,

Wherever i may be, nature is all around me.

My name is George, do not be George.

Keith Garrett

To have a physical illness is of the normal as we are hurt in a day,

Might even get a little sympathy for that brain tumor or decaying spine.

When it comes to disorders of the mind then we are on our own,

The medical world doesn’t care as authorization for what’s not there is denied.

My thoughts and questions come to life as which is mental but what becomes both,

Disorders of the mind are a serious matter, they are a disease not a made up fantasy.

To be denied by society is a horrible injustice but let me tell you a worse thing,

When your family and friends really don’t want to hear and let me say they don’t wish to listen.

Accept this fact and move on, we try to explain and hope they’ll understand and be of support,

I know just as well as all of you that those you keep telling are laughing, rolling their eyes.

Get over it! don’t be such a baby, it’s all in your mind, what the hell is wrong with you,

“Let me tell you what’s wrong” I like many others have a disease that comes along and attacks.

It doesn’t feel good, we suffer each day with this monster that won’t leave us alone, it finds us,

It is strong, our battle is much but we must be stronger or it will take everything from us.

This terrible disorder of the mind has other names, we speak of panic disorder, Agoraphobia,

You can’t just say go away! It angers me to hear this from people, make your ignorance go away.

It is said that it won’t kill you, we fight but it steals from us while we attempt to work and play,

Please recognize and understand that this pain inside our brains does not discriminate and is real.

Keith Garrett

Darkness falls, the sun drifts off to sleep in this part of the land,

Dinner is served as hunger rests in my stomach and mind.

I’m tired as this is my time to relax and enjoy shows of the night,

Comedy is my friend as i forget the hardship and worldly problems.

A candle glowing on a table is a peaceful sight in this room with soft light,

The crickets can be heard from the yard in the evening quiet.

Slowly fading into a beautiful dream state on the couch with a drink,

The blinds are closed and the door opened as the lights are turned out.

A snack and thoughts of the coming days and all that may be are dreamed,

In the evening i can lay in the dark, close my eyes and drift off to different sounds.

In the evening i am at peace as the dark, quiet, world soothes my never ending soul.

Keith Garrett

I have had my share of physical and emotional hurt, I stand strong,

When It Is said that I’m a mean sort of man, then you don’t know who I am.

If talk about me and criticism without the facts behind my back Is what you choose,

Not a friend of mine you will find when your mouth opens much to wide.

My struggles are accepted, I bow down to no one for anything,

I’ve been laughed at for my writing by mostly those whom should love and support me.

When you think you know me whether you do or you don’t,

What kind of person might you be If you wish failure and hurt on me.

Music is fine as Bruce Springsteen the boss Is one listened to anytime,

I walk the miles and feel sorry for those whom wear not a smile.

If you have not a care then shake not this mans working hand,

When you think you know me, think again, are you really family or friend.

Keith Garrett

Close your eyes and see If a picture comes to mind,

A thought about something seen out in the world.

Could It be possibly a scent In the air that holds a memory,

Tasting a favorite food that reminds one of a place in time.

When I write there are many possibilities that come to life,

I might just close my eyes for a moment and breathe.

A title appears In my mind, words from feelings arrive,

Inspiration comes from different things that are explored.

When I write day or night the world belongs to me,

Whatever I write when I write Is share for you to read.

Keith Garrett

A boy and his dog, love between two,

Each day he waits at the stroke of four.

Soon they will be seperated by circumstance,

Strength and courage will be tested, a faithful friend.

A boy cries in the night, a tear from a dogs eye,

Love travels a distance to see the smile on a face that cries.

Hundreds of miles traveled, across land and time,

Across a river swam, to the other side, love in a dogs eyes.

He’ll meet many on the way, conquer with every stride,

Back home a boy waits, a prayer and wish in the night.

Struggle and pain, hunger or cold will not stop mans best friend,

Something so strong lives within this four legged friend.

At the stroke of four he lies in wait,

Love travels a distance, together again.

Keith Garrett

My heart beats, each breath taken is a breath to be not taken for granted,

The blood runs through my veins as every moment is a moment i’ll see.

There’s a fragrance of herbs in the garden, life lives around me darling,

The wind is felt upon my face as i watch the sun move across the open sky.

Something lost and something gained as another day slips away,

Never knowing what to expect from another morning born, i’m alive!.

The air we take in isn’t for free, the price we pay to live in gods’ mystery,

Love holds no promises, love comes to stay and love drifts away, i’m alive!.

We are the fortunate ones, if the chance is for us to laugh or cry one more time,

Share a kiss, a hug, take that last walk with a love along the ocean shore, once more,

I’d just like to say i’m alive!, ” yes darling” everyday i’m alive!.

Keith Garrett

Sat here have i for fifteen years, Imprisoned in a cell of darkness,

Not have i seen a sunrise, no sunset as there is for me only less time.

This is not life, caged am i as if an animal “waiting” one day soon i will die,

The wrong that i have done, they punish me in a way that defines the deed.

Does this in a way make them just as bad, they of minds the same as mine,

Maybe the punishment fits the crime, we are all animals of the same kind.

My time is running short as i feel the agony and torture of that which I’ve done,

“Waiting” my life has come down to this for the person they see me as, who i am.

There is a whole row with men like myself who couldn’t keep it together,

Minds of self destruction who first destroy other lives of the innocent.

They also wait outside with delight, chanting, singing over a death sentence,

An eye for an eye, is that really how god intended this to be, it will be.

This is no fantasy, no dream, at midnight this night, I will really die.

Keith Garrett

There have been times in my life when i have stumbled, fallen,

I have always picked myself up and endured what has happened.

I have wandered in the dark many times in my life, not in the physical sense,

At times lost and alone was i as a child growing up, a sense of fear filled me.

Being shy, not very big as there were bullies of the world lurking in the shadows,

Wandering in the dark as i could not see the possibilities or answers all around me.

To be strong mentally, to acchieve by pushing on, overcome obstacles never so great,

When you can understand that you need not fear another man as he like you is of flesh and blood,

Stand strong just as once a man of flesh and blood stood for what he believed, possibly some fear.

To wander in the dark comes in many forms, to find the light, see it, takes a little wisdom, strength,

And a belief in yourself that you are as important, special, and faith will guide you by the hand.

Keith Garrett