Tag: reflecting
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July 06, 2008 04:56 PM EDT --
We strive for the secret,
Yet never quite reach it.
And the old are still the young
With grayer hair and paper skin,
While the child plays house
In Mama's clothes,
Innocent, yet knowing. . . . more
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July 27, 2008 05:33 PM EDT --
A lop-sided moon
Shows its pock-marked face,
Smirking in a sky bereft of cloud.
While winter trees stretch,
Twisting their limbs toward the sky,
Lifting their last blood dried leaves in silence, . . . more
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April 25, 2008 05:05 AM EDT --
I walked to the edge of the world
And looked into the bubbling sea
Trying to find the thing that I'd lost
Searching for the elusive me.
All along I knew I was drowning,
Hard to breathe under . . . more
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May 18, 2008 03:19 AM EDT --
If I'd died while you still loved me,
Then I would never know the pain
of watching you walk away
and being all alone again.
If I'd died in the beginning,
before I memorized your face, . . . more
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June 06, 2008 09:03 PM EDT --
This is something completely out of the box for me. I've been working on it for a while and I kept getting stuck. I guess I have finished it, but I am not sure if I did what I wanted . . . more
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June 30, 2008 02:51 AM EDT --
Alone in the darkness,
I stand at my window
and gaze down on my deserted block,
barely lit by a single street lamp.
Suddenly, I see him,
The old man sitting lonely
On the September cold, . . . more
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June 25, 2008 12:01 AM EDT --
Surrender
I swim alone in a raging river.
Dark water pulls me slowly under
and though I yell and grasp for help,
no one is there to see.
Kicking and screaming I fight
to keep my head . . . more
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June 26, 2008 08:25 PM EDT --
It is a hot Sunday morning.
My restless eyes move around the chapel
And focus on the old man
Who sits across the aisle
In a homemade wheelchair.
I wonder what he thinks and feels
As he blinks . . . more
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June 30, 2008 03:28 AM EDT --
At the end of my life, I live,
And dream my way back
Through a thousand acres of time
To when I sat small and unalone,
Listening to the whispers
Of unloved maple leaves.
At the end of my . . . more
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June 30, 2008 04:28 AM EDT --
At the foot of a tree
Brown wisps of memory
Clutter the ground
and choke the grass
But the tree stands unconcerned.
Gnarled and wrinkled from ages of wind and sun,
It is old with the wisdom . . . more
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July 03, 2008 12:25 AM EDT --
Leaning on the cracked, discolored concrete wall,
I stare down into the sluggish green creek.
My eyes focus on faded beer cans,broken bottles,
And semi-shredded pampers.
My thoughts slide inevitably . . . more
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June 07, 2008 11:04 PM EDT --
Okay, lately I find myself wondering why I am suddenly getting very few comments on any of my submissions and why my ratings have dropped significantly. When I first joined I didn't . . . more
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November 16, 2007 01:46 AM EST --
It had been a long time since I saw you,
Then somebody told me you died.
Despite all the years, I stopped where I stood,
And I fell to me knees, and I cried.
It's funny how life goes on. . . . more
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May 04, 2008 03:20 PM EDT --
There are days when love just isn't enough
And I get lost in the muck of other stuff,
When little stones become ten feet tall
And puddles don't have a bottom at all.
There are days when . . . more
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June 06, 2008 09:29 PM EDT --
I watch you walk away
And I get scared you won't come back,
So my systems start to get muddled
and my life gets knocked off track.
Deep down I know you love me,
But I always want you near. . . . more
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June 30, 2008 02:24 AM EDT --
I am a spent bomb,
Shell of a woman.
The fragmentation
Of somebody's dream
The remnants of a nightmare
She never knew she had.
I am without self
A mass of tissue
Mutated to human . . . more
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July 05, 2008 03:12 AM EDT --
Lying on my back, gazing at the sky
I think of you and I can fly
Soaring high over oceans so blue,
This makes no sense, but it is oh so true.
In loving you there is no in between.
When we're . . . more
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July 08, 2008 03:38 AM EDT --
When Steffie died,
She lived on
as tears on Mama's cheeks.
The bright colored dresses
with delicate lace
and the dolls with button eyes
were put away
But, still Mama cried.
Why is death? . . . more
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July 17, 2008 06:06 PM EDT --
Seeking crumbs of affection,
Looking in each possible direction,
Hoping to receive,
Eager to believe
that there is love
Praying that time's on my side
As I swallow my foolish pride . . . more
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October 05, 2008 07:40 PM EDT --
I sat with my cigarette
In the stillness of the night
Watching wisps of smoke
Rise and fade to nothingness.
I thought about the past
And I dreamed of days to come.
Then I felt . . . more
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