It’s hard to stay here For any length of time Giving chunks Asking nothing in return The price of silence Hits me Where it really counts
Tag: memories
I Bid You Adieu – March 1, 2020
I have so many pieces of her stuck to my soul I can’t bare to think of what’s missing They play in my mind Like an old reel of film Round and around Clicking at a pace Nostalgic to my mind As the end approaches Sharply slapping my cheek
Talking to you…2/29/20
PARTS AND PIECES Bosom My mom used to call her breasts, bosoms. So of course, I’ve been told I would toddle around the house calling out Buzi buzi buzi buzi When I was hungry. Not sure if this is something I recollect, Or just a memory placed. I’ve always thought it was a funny word. … Continue reading Talking to you…2/29/20
Naked – December 3, 2019
My memories Are like flashbacks So vivid I can smell the day surrounding us And when I come to I’m left standing Naked In the middle of the street
Talking to you…My mother’s closet 10/28/19
Beside her bed, Behind a lanky Door Perched love On every shelf. Stepping in and Pulling the string I can still feel the tension, And then A deep click and grind, Illuminating life. Squatting in the corner Filling the entire space Alone, Sitting cross legged as Time ceased to move. No one bothered to find … Continue reading Talking to you…My mother’s closet 10/28/19
Thoughts In Death – September 20, 2019
I can't help, but See her in the grasses On bended knee amongst the cattails. Deep in her prairie Where she went to be. ~~~ The awe of what’s invisible Content on rising, Always in the east. ~~~ Each and every Passing moment Wasting away. ~~~ She sits alone Hands pressed against her chest Swaying … Continue reading Thoughts In Death – September 20, 2019
Memories – September 22, 2019
Memories feel so good, Bubble wrap.
All the Beautiful Colors – September 22, 2019
Subtle and pastel, Spreading across the dusky sky. Silky and gentle, Rolling into your eyes. Filling up reflections In the panes of glass. Sitting and waiting For the lone meanderer To notice, For a second, As time stands still. A choreography is done Amongst the whispering clouds. Dancing alone Feeling life spread through, And in. … Continue reading All the Beautiful Colors – September 22, 2019
Billions of Seconds – August 14, 2019
The summer’s final heat is Plump and uncomfortable. Leaving us Soaked in our own coolness Distracted and searching... ~~~ All of the hours And minutes spent, It’s daunting to Think about the billions of seconds Thrown over our shoulder. Left far behind Each day. The sweetness shared With the quick lasting hugs, The little fires … Continue reading Billions of Seconds – August 14, 2019
Take Me Home – August 14, 2019
The smells The sounds Of memories Kept At a distant reach Pulled to the forefront As I breath in and out The pores explode Bringing me Right back home.
Talking to you…I followed her up those stairs 6/28/19
I remember that day, So very long ago. Stuck in my head, A blink of an eye, It appears Right in front of me. ~~~ I followed her up the stairs, Like you always told me to do. She was screaming And yelling, I did not understand. Did she know this would be her last … Continue reading Talking to you…I followed her up those stairs 6/28/19
Space and Time – April 2, 2019
As I motor through the realm of space and time, Gliding over the rolling hills of clouds, Inside the bluest brightest sky, Where the air is crisp, biting at my cheeks, Is she up here? Will I see her bicycling by? As I sit and wait for her grand appearance, My mind is a vessel … Continue reading Space and Time – April 2, 2019
There All Along – January 20, 2018
I see now, she did try. She started sending it to me in droves, I compiled and neatly tucked it away, Not to understand the depth of what she was doing until she was gone. Her love and remembrances shout to me, Loud and clear! She didn’t forget. She remembered every day. She lived in … Continue reading There All Along – January 20, 2018
RUMBLE – January 10, 2018
Finally, the lock is rusted and broken. The tears come like a freight train down my cheeks, loud and unstoppable. Cemented in my heart for what seemed to be always. Free to flow like a faucet. Sometimes or most times, they creep up on me. As they still hide in the dark. Waiting quietly for … Continue reading RUMBLE – January 10, 2018