PARTS AND PIECES Our Lake There was a small lake in our backyard. One we would swim in during the summer months. I remember my mom floating and falling asleep under the warm blanket of the sun once. I’m not sure what woke her, but that night she was red. Now that I’ve introduced you … Continue reading Talking to you…1/8/20
So Many Stars – January 6, 2020
Pacing Looking out All the meat Passing by Feeling my heart thump faster Even though I’m standing still Ten licks forward, ten licks back Nowhere to go Yet, I’ve been here before Eyes I see so many eyes Drooping and wide open I wonder... Too much rattling of the brain Makes the Legs tire From … Continue reading So Many Stars – January 6, 2020
Wasted Things – January 6, 2020
I have seen things Been through things I cannot undo things All because I trusted you. You dropped me, Emotionally Half ass loved me Only for who... Sometimes I catch you staring And question... Would words, Help me break free, Letting you in To see the real me. But in the end, Words are just … Continue reading Wasted Things – January 6, 2020
Masked – January 5, 2020
Mind your manners, put your tears away.
Talking to you…Outos Ego 1/3/20
A blogger, who gives so much and asks nothing in return created this video for me. The music chosen was one of her favorites. I cannot thank Outos Ego enough. Missing my mom, and wondering what our relationship might have been like today. CLICK HERE: Short video clip by Outos Ego Thank you, Outos Ego, … Continue reading Talking to you…Outos Ego 1/3/20
What’s Left, In Front of You – January 1, 2020
See me; Through my tears Past the nit picky Into the deep Down Deep Valley Beyond the shadows Where the light creeps Up Hitting and Cracking the Layers Upon layers Of cut down Rings Left standing alone Ignored and forgotten Until everything Is all gone And people wonder why There is nothing to breathe Nothing … Continue reading What’s Left, In Front of You – January 1, 2020
Talking to you…My bite 1/3/20
A fellow griever (Nikki Pennington) posted a poem this morning, Miss Me, But Let Me Go by Edgar Albert Guest. I was instantly conflicted. I’m fed up with how I feel, and wish more than anything I could “let it go,” but it’s just NOT that simple for me. At the same time, I know … Continue reading Talking to you…My bite 1/3/20
