Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
The Park
One Hour
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Grandpa
I remember each summer spent at your home
Each adventure grama seemed to drag us kids on
Hoping for a better glimpse of the world outside the window
And you, of course, always along for the ride
Always smiling, and making jokes, and telling us to keep up with grama--right before she’d call back for us to pick up the pace.
These trips
Though at the time ages to a ten year old
Were never long enough, in retrospect
And decreased in frequency far too fast as we grew old and started living our own lives
I remember, once, you asked us how we knew you loved us
A question I dodged for lack of words, and Logan expressed with words that are not mine to give
A question that honestly, I don’t think needed an answer.
We know you love us, because we know that you love
You love the sea, golf, your aging cat, your favorite shirt, the shoes that were broken in just right, the comfy chair where you could sit to watch a good game (always with the captions playing in case grama would care to glance over and be just a bit too hard of hearing for the mumbling speaker), and most of all-you loved your family.
You were proud of all of us, even if we weren’t proud of ourselves.
That kind of support is valuable beyond what words can express,
And that support is one thing that each of us will send with you today as we mentally say our goodbyes to you in this world
We may be sad to see you moving on, but we are here to celebrate the life you lived, and you--you really lived it.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
The Former Love
Another voice inside of me won't let it wash away
And as I watch, and as I learn, and as I hear your voice
The voice that I thought gone for good makes yet another rise
And finally, when it is hushed and quiet alone remains
I fall asleep, and in my mind, I'm brought to fear again.
These fears are not the ones you know
And none our fears alike
These fears are not for game or show
They're just a small reprise
To times when love was different yet
Somehow seemed just the same
To times when you did not exist
To days remembered in shame.
These fears, though seldom brought to light
Bring joy throughout my dreams
But when I wake, and find my truths,
I find I'm far from sane
For I am grasping the smallest straw
And hoping for the lot
And you are leading me away
Yet, somehow, I am caught.
You may have held my hand for months
But these hands were once his slaves
And though right now you hold my heart
This boy still holds the reins
He could unlock the part of me
I've bottled up for years
But sadly, through my own foulplay
He'd first witness my tears.
This, my friends
Is my honesty of the former love.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Fairy Tales of Life
To give us on instilled beliefs, and stop hoping for trust
To stop chasing the handsome prince, and start chasing the throne
To never wake to love’s first kiss until offered a home
To stop believing magic saves the damsel in distress
And start believing that this world’s survivable at best.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
STAR(written in HS for Meghann Button)
Not just a star's mistake
I wish that I could come and go
When the day would break
I wish that I'd fly through the sky
Instead of lying still
Now let's pretend
Human again
I'm a star with you.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Hiding.
An answer I've yet to reveal
The knowledge that I will not seek
The pains that bring me to the brink
You wonder why I here now stand
Before you, as this scared woman
You wonder why I'll let you see
Fear, that forced me to believe
That everything inside me's foul
And I am only headed down
In honesty, I've no response
To admit would reveal my curse
The curse that brings the other out
Which traps me in this home of doubt
The curse that began years ago
Reminded by the subtler show
The trials that I lately faced
Nudged by you, repression traced
I know I'm slipping down and back
But part retains a hopeful stance
And in your eyes, though I'm hiding
I'm not hiding from everything
Now.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Hesitance and Confidence
You build me up
You drop your hints
You bring me close
Then pull away
You ask me, leave
You tell me, stay
You keep us in a guessing game
And I've no room for faults.
Mothers
Then I might get back that piece of me I left for you to hold
And replace all affections that I since have left behind
To let another person love the panic that's inside.
