We met in passing in 93
Just one parking space between you and me
As you moved in next door so quickly
I loved my view, so much to see!
I fell in love in 94
Gave you a key to my front door
Hoped some day you’d ask for more
As I dreamed at night of one I adore.
Every night since 95
I’ve reached out to touch your skin at night
I long to hold your hand so tight
Get on tip toes to kiss you just right.
I wed my love in 96
Bought our first house with lots to fix
Kept the kids in line through their conflicts
And showed the world our loving mix.
Jump forward now to Two-O-13
Twenty years together, what a dream
To wake each day to your sweet gleam
We made ourselves into one great team.
Hanging out in Two-O-14
Seven grandkids have added to our team
We continue to work towards our dream
Of retiring for us in Two-O-16.
So we work hard all night and day
And hope health and money will let us stay
The way we are, friends, family and no dismay
Taking ourselves through life day to day.
I couldn't ask for a better life
My world was set when I became your wife
Leaving behind all stress and strife
I couldn't ask for a better life.
I wish I never grew up.
because mama, this world is ugly.
I wish I lived to see the autumn, but come winter, cut me.
For mama, there is beauty in the dark,
just as there was beauty in my heart.
And had you told me how it goes,
I’d end my story while the ink still flow.
For it’s no longer 2014,
and hopes and dreams are never what they seem.
As once you leave the safety of your mind,
where the only person to let you down is I,
you walk to drown into the sea.
I find it so hard to see,
As if the grass is too tall and my feet can’t reach.
For as I run in time, the world runs faster,
and I broken, greeting defeat.
It’s no longer 2014,
so I take a breath and exhale a breeze.
For the capes we wore, they no longer fit,
and the heroes beneath live to please.
How time has passed.
The years, numbers,
but people change.
It’s no longer 2014.
I'm like what's next?
I'm in the P.D.X,
so flexed-
come rain or come next,
if the weather has test,
"I say" take the heather to caress the pests-
rush in on tether's and bust up their measures,
force on them pleasures because I take care the never never and replace them with edgers...
So take out your name,
and stake out the possessed,
because what allowed us always came to be best.
48 Years 2014
as time is closing in and the memory
is fleeting
but I’m still not ready for that final meeting
To dream more often and to wish for the best
So here we are at this stage of our lives
combating isolation and to flow with the rest
we should try to be happy
in lieu of being sad or mad
the clock is ticking faster
and time is now our master
just try and remember the good times
More now than ever the past engulfs me
I am the daughter, the second in line,
waiting for the utmost time.
Daddy’s been happy,
Mommy’s been mad.
While they’ve been distracted,
I’ve gotten bad.
Scars on my hips
and gloss on my lips,
smoke in my lungs
and screams on my tongue.
Depression is my roommate,
dormant since I’ve been eight.
The emptiness aches;
it roars, and I quake.
My mind creaks and creeps and crawls,
I have no idea what to do with it all.
Blackness creeps in and that’s when it ends,
“Death, my old friend! Back again?”
It’s the moments when I feel hopeless,
when all I want to do is curl up and cry,
slit my wrists and suffocate,
it’s then that time moves slow.
That’s when my eyes start to water,
and the world around me feels like it’s being pulled through half-dried glue.
That’s when my vision becomes blurry,
and feelings escape me.
As if I can feel nothing other than sorrow and grief,
I sob into pillows and arms and emptiness.
As if happiness will never return,
my heart darkens and freezes over.
Afterwards I will be silent and unthinking,
thoughts moving too fast for me to focus.
Afterwards I will be empty and lost,
not particularly wanting to be found.
stress is rising,
water is boiling,
it is pressurizing,
getting ready to explode.
time is ticking,
running out.
need a release
need a spout.
the pressure is on
the heat is upon me.
the temperature is hot,
help comes?, i think not.
u think u know
my world in which i live.
u think u know the
time and how much I give.
what the world sees
and what the world knows,
are 2 different things,
only God knows.
one mask in the home,
one mask for the world,
a smile for the world,
a frown for the home.
Jingle bell, jingle bell
Jingle bell rock.
If I buy this
It will help your stock.
Moaning and groaning
In Jingle Bell Square,
In the frosty air!
What a bright time!
It's the right time!
To buy this merchandise!
Jingle bell time...
Is a swell time...
To go broke
Cuz of that one horse sleigh!
Gitty-up jingle horse,
Pick up my feet,
Take me right back on home!
Note to readers: yes, I know the date says October, but they were already putting up Christmas stuff with the Halloween stuff and it was only the beginning of October.
If love is lost
And love is won,
Then broken hearts
Can't be undone.
If hustle and bustle
Is all that we know,
Then what do you do when
There's no where to go?
With lights aglow
And hearts below
How can we not
Want somewhere to go?
Where do you go
When nobody wants you?
Where do you turn when
All the bridges are burned?
Maps are destroyed
And bridges are burned
How could you know
Which way to turn?
Did I come from this way
Or maybe that road...
How could I know,
'Less I ask the toad?
Christmas isn't
Quite Christmas
Without family
Around.
Christmas
Ain't Christmas
On the other
Side of town.
Just one county over
Just one short road trip
I feel like it must
Be taken by ship.
No matter the choice
Of transportation
You've taken longer
Just to vacation.
Grandparents are good
Grandparents are great
Grandparents should help
For goodness sake!
May 14, 2014
He went away,
on a beautiful spring day,
not a cloud in the sky,
and I often wonder why,
the weather was so nice and dry,
with the flowers all in bloom,
and the birds singing their
cheerful tune,
You see the cancer had invaded
his lungs and brain,
his vocal chords were paralyzed,
it should have rained...
Yes, it should have been raining,
and cloudy and gray,
the day Dad left us,
and passed away.
May 14, 2014
He went away
on a beautiful spring day,
not a cloud in the sky,
and I often wonder why,
the weather was so nice and dry,
with the flowers in bloom,
and the birds all singing
their cheerful tune...
You see the cancer had invaded
his lungs and brain,
his vocal chords were paralyzed,
it should have rained...
Yes it should have been raining
and cloudy and gray,
the day Dad left us
and passed away.
This is my time to shine,
To live a life that is mine.
This is my time to glow,
And let my true feelings show.
This is my time to cry,
To laugh, and to sigh.
This is my time,
And only mine.
I won't let it pass me by,
Like a fading star in the midnight sky.
This is my time.
I hate, I hate
My son is 8
The middle one's two
For this I knew
For two would
Not be long for he
In two short months
He would be three.
The oldest got
The best of me.
The little ones
The rest of me.
I have tried to
Close the gate
But stole the key
And made it free.
My anger has cost
Me everyone I know
My anger has lost
Me down below.
Who is this person
I've become?
Who is this woman
I now have become?
I do not like
Who I've become
I do not like it
Not even some.
My mom married him
And divorced me
My dad now dates her
All his time spent with she.
This is the path
I thought I chose
That twist and turned
And caused me woes.
If life is a journey
With a lesson to learn,
Then why haven't I learned?
Why do I get burned?
I hate, I hate
My son is 8
The middle one's two
For this I knew
For two would
Not be long for he
In two short months
He would be three.
The oldest got
The best of me.
The little ones
The rest of me.
I have tried to
Close the gate
But stole the key
And made it free.
My anger has cost
Me everyone I know
My anger has lost
Me down below.
Who is this person
I've become?
Who is this woman
I now have become?
I do not like
Who I've become
I do not like it
Not even some.
My mom married him
And divorced me
My dad now dates her
All his time spent with she.
This is the path
I thought I chose
That twist and turned
And caused me woes.
If life is a journey
With a lesson to learn,
Then why haven't I learned?
Why do I get burned?
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