A little piece of love...
After the humiliation and the
Where anger is forever and
Vengeance feels insistent.
After I have spent so many
Hours cursing my misfortune
To have met you,
Surprisingly there grows
A tiny sprig of love that
Pushes up through the dirt
And sweet the perfume
That wafts around my head
As I recall a kiss pushing
On my lips
That made me feel alive
And in some small way
There is still enough love to forgive you.
Like little pieces of ice
Crushed into snow cones
And the wind blew,
Scattering my yearnings
All over the sidewalks
Til there was nothing left
But water droplets.
Alone they congealed
Into a river of tears
That washed out to a road
That led nowhere
And now I can’t find myself
Except I think in some gutter
Find me here if you dare.
If you care
It’s always the rain
That washes away the grey
With tears of angels
And pain passes far away.
Alone with the patter
Of tiny drops on the screen
Soft and soothing
To wipe the slate clean
And you will never recall
How he made you feel small
When the rain begins to pour.
You are new and shiny and tall
And alive once more...
Rain so soft, so hard,
March for Life
Because we are unique
And not our parents,
No two with the same chromosomes exactly.
Because our hearts beat
And our fingers curl
Around our cords
And floating in
Our own fluids we see
Nothing but closed eyelids.
Because we are and cannot
Be denied life,liberty
And pursuit of happiness.
We march inside you
As you march outside for us,
We in 98.6 degrees
And you in 33 degree cold.
For all of us
Happy New Year
When love tugs at your
And the blue moon hangs low
Over the ocean of your heart
Don’t stand there stubbornly
And say you will not go.
Embrace the risk of love
And know that we all need
To be loved to live.
It’s a New Year! Give in to your heart...jump,dive, fly...
Find your joy!
1. this year I learned ...
That persistence pays off...I almost gave up on people or work but kept trying.
2. next year I’ll change ...
My thinking to one of recognizing that changes are inevitable and what seems like a loss may not really be so.
3. This year I achieved financial stability and peace in the family..is this a great world or what!
4. Next year I will achieve.. the ability to let go and acceptance of the aging process.
5. during New Years Eve I’ll be..
Celebrating with my husband and a few friends..saying goodbye to my coworkers..hugging my new rescue doggy..writing checks to my children.. because you can’t take it with you!!!
Love to all of you at Lettrs App
Hoping 2019 i...
New Year’s Eve
She walks into the ballroom
Shoulders straight, smile bright.
The long red gown flows down to just at her heals. Auburn hair streaked with grey.
Her husband, graying temples
with beautiful blonde waves
Wearing his broad shoulders
And barrel chest in silver suit
with red rose in his boutonnière,
offers his right arm to guide her into the center of the room.
In a room full of couples of all ages, a young man plays a beautiful series of songs on a Steinway grand piano.
She blinks in the fluttering light from a crystal chandelier.
Then ever so slowly the clapping begins-( the crowd slowly stands one at a time) and she recognizes her sons, sisters , brothers, cousins and the...
I write of love
Love that filled my lungs with air
Yet left me breathless...
Love that filled my mind with words
But left me speechless...
Love that brought tears of joy and sadness
At the same time...
Love that saved me yet stripped my old wounds open....
Love that smothered me with emotion
But left me exposed and shivering ...
Love so sweet and salty...
Love so bitter and rich...
Deep inside I hold it tightly.
And so was born a man
2018 years ago
Who loved us all though we did not deserve it..
He gave this power to us all- to love
As he did,
As we should
And we will.
Going on my friend,
Learning not to run.
Knowing that happiness
Is not the same as fun.
You can’t know how much I miss you..
Just to turn around to kiss you...
But I’m going on my friend.
I can never turn around.
Going seems to be the trend,
Turning round the bend
Never looking back to see
The wastes and mistakes of me.
You don’t know how much I miss you...
Oh, to turn again and kiss you...
But I’m going on, old lover.
Forward walking slowly
With my eyes to the ground.
I can never turn around.
Mom.. what’s that thing they do?
The kids at school .... they all lay down and turn out the lights after lunch. What is that called?
“It’s called a nap”
Why do they do it?
“Because they are tired “
Why are they tired?
“Because they run out of energy “
Why am I not tired?
“Because you must have more energy than most”
The next week when she picks him up at “nap time “ from school he is sitting in the hallway with his friend Lance, reading books together.
Teacher “your son just doesn’t get tired so I let him stay up “... and so it goes for the next 24 years.
It’s Christmas time and after a big turkey dinner we spread out in lounge chairs to nap.....are you still doing t...
The dangerous cold hearted man
Like a fire burning in his brain,
His desire for you so dangerous
It will drive you both insane.
His love is as strong as his arms
And as weak as his loyalties
As he leads you down a thorny lane.
You will crave him like a junky
Just waiting for the fix
No matter where the next high soars.
You will never have him all
So you will always want more
And each time leaves you empty
Even as it did before—
As if you were his whore.....
For you will wake to face the music
Of his never ending dance
With the lady who is worthless
And the lady worth romance.
You are both ladies ,
As you knew all along
That loving a cold hearted man
Is a discordant song.
He had a spirit that wanted to sail.
He struggled for freedom to no avail,
For he was trapped in a prison of his own mistakes
When he married without love
And set up his stakes.
He settled for money and status and to conform
As in his community that was the norm.
One day came a time when a woman he knew
Grew closer until a deep bond grew
Leaving him unhappy the rest of his life
While he struggled to hide his pain from his wife.
Trapped... he was trapped by his own choice
Never to hold her or hear her voice.
Sometimes he can feel her in the wind.. trapped as he is...
Trapped til the end.
A faint smell of red wine
Lingers on your lips
But not on mine...
I lost a connection
Whenever I missed
A chance at kissing time.
Breath to breath
Cheek to nose
This is how the dance goes
And yet sometimes
We forget to start,
Slipping ever so slowly apart...
How long has it been
My darling love
Since breathing was deeper..
Heart was pounding?
Kiss me you fool.. before it is too late.
The New York Stranger
A stranger approaches in New York City
And surprisingly you are not afraid.
All the things you have seen in movies
Are a false impression of this place,
An unfair assessment of fine people
Who laugh and work like the rest of us.
Give them a break!!!
Music, Art, history and architecture
Live here in harmony..why can’t we all
Just get along?
We were better together
You and I,
Better for ourselves
And the ones we served,
Better because we were happier,
Better because we had joy.
Better than the alone we are now.
Together we meant something.
Together we were strong.
I lived in your heart and you in mine.
We were really something back then, when we were together .....totally divine...
You see I had a little disagreement with you about your behavior
and it went something like this.
“ I disagree that our decision to cool our relationship meant you could jump into bed with all my friends.”
That little disagreement couldn’t possibly make me want to slap your face, expose you to your friends and family and haunt you for the rest of your life... could it?
Well perhaps our disagreement is something you should think about... every day... forever....
Writer’s Challenge #1
You have never done anything without throwing your whole heart into it.
As a waitress you got the biggest tips,
As a student the highest grades.
You were never satisfied with second best,
You wanted to be President of everything.
So why are you surprised that you are obsessed with a lost love? It’s not like you haven’t lost a lover before, so why does this one matter so much?
Is it because he made you feel second best?
You ran from those lovers in the past. If they had not treated you right by the second date, there was no third date.
This one is the only one you really thought you could not live without... and then he gave you a “C” grade.. he made yo...
You could heal my heart
If you wanted to..if you tried.
It wouldn’t take much ...
I don’t need to be at your side
Always and forever,
Just long enough
To feel whole and not part.
The saddest part of leaving
Is the yearning that endures
And the knowledge that
I was never really yours...
Blinded and mute I stare
Seeing an eternal emptiness,
But I could be brilliance and rainbows... if you tried...
Who taught you to respect yourself?
Someone who loved you..
a parent, a friend, a teacher...
Because they treated you like a daughter or a mother.
So today I will be my own mother.. ...I will eat fresh food,
Take a steamy shower,
Go to sleep early and dream of
A world of gratitude.
Nurture the nurturer so they can take care of others with a
light heart and a kind hand.
I am not a doormat anymore,
no longer waiting for your
shoe to fall
nor feeding off your crumbs
of love and approval.
I am a hard polished diamond,
cutting edges ready to carve
my initials on your life.
You haven’t seen my
strength and determination
I think of you
At all the wrong times,
As if there would ever be
A right time.
In the rain, through my tears,
In the heat, you are near.
In my heart I keep your
Of love so strong.
We were both jealous of
But mine was grounded in fact
And yours only in fear.
For there was never a chance
That another would come near. Never
Are we alone in the universe?
We would have to look past the number of stars to the essence of space and time.
Would the random evolution of species in the time span of 25000 years which gave us humans happen elsewhere at exactly the same time and with the same double helix ? What are the chances that a species would develop that would be remotely similar to humans?
And if there were such a species, what are the chances they would find us and reach us?
With all our technology how much of the universe have we explored?
How much space would there be between us and them? Are they several galaxies away?
If they don’t look at all like us, how will we recognize them?
I grew up conv...
A wish for you
May your throat be choked with wonder
at the sight of a flying swallow.
May tears of joy wash your eyes
to see the Glory of the sunset,
And may you always feel an ache in your heart
As you gaze upon this sleeping woman.
No one’s quite as welcome as he is in the morning,
with open heart and open arms-but open just to me.
He reaches out and takes my hand
and I cling to him in silence,
for with his touch I start to change as a need comes over me.
Oh how we love each other, so early in the morning.
The dewdrops fall upon our bodies laying in the grass
and deep inside each other we touch tender emotions.
We find a love that frees our tears, a love I know will last.
Years they pass like hours...
We barely see each other.
The strain of time leaves wrinkles on our once untainted skin,
but the glory of our shameless love rests deep within my bosom
and once again I feel the need within.