It is hard to remember my life before you Back to those days that were tough to get through Claiming nothing was missing was clearly untrue I now see I was blinded by a distressed point of view When we collided, I was shocked to realize Feelings I missed now took me by surprise Promised love unable to get past all the lies Hope now appeared mysteriously before my teared eyes Life lacked meaning until you resurrected me Lo...
Tragedies happen in a blink of an eyeThe husband has a heart attackHe's a father and your amazing guyPassed out and everything went blackFamily gathers through this episodeYou're praying and telling him you careOperations and sickness down this roadHis life is complicated and a lot to bareThe wife loves him and cares for himHe's her lover and her children's fatherHis life is now a bit grimHer love for him is now strongerM...
I have forever been a dreamer, and so, I admit, I idealise love in a lot of ways.Sure, I've been hurt, although I prefer not to acknowledge the potentialities, it's almost a certainty that lies in us all. Some instances remain only as distant memories, perhaps only surfacing when songs a once-beloved was fond of grace the airwaves, stilling my heart to ache to the faint beat of nostalgia's echo. Fresher burns may linger,...
The snow was frozen, sparkling in the moonlight.What have I done? How did I lose sight? Did I walk away from the fight that night when you told me not to run? When will our time come? After I begged you to take flight.Broken promisesInside I screamWake me from this dreamWhen I get lost amongst the willingly tossed will you hear me shout your name? Will it sound the same as it did before when death was there beating down t...
Time to goKaye brushed the tear from her cheek with the back of her hand. “Please come in,” Kaye said. The large man took off his hat as he entered the kitchen. “Have a seat Mr. Brennan. I was just starting some cornbread; I hope you like it?” Kaye asked.“Mrs. Scott. Tom please, just Tom,” Kaye nodded."Then Kaye will better suit me, Tom," She said.Tom took off his overshoes and placed them on the mat by the door taking a...
My trembling fingers flutterAround the pulse inside my neckI check for signs of lifeNow that my promised life has leftMy hands across my mouthI hold the screams down deepYet sometimes one leaks outIn tracks of tears across my cheekThe emptiness grows largerThe cavern hits new lowsThe deep grinds bones to dustMy fragile heart implodesIn platitudes and 'somedays'In 'just be strong for nows'The 'wait a little longers'Infuse...
"So that's it then. They produce the most so they should be rewarded, not penalized." The ruler gestured."So it is done," said the sycophant. "But master, what about reciprocity? Those that produce the least. Should they not be punished in some fashion?""Of course. Take a percentage of their goods and distribute among the producers." He paused. "And make of this a lesson. For every act rewarding the deserving, there shoul...
The cave lit up at first sight of the sun. Sommer had already been outside the cave and back So when Eduardo woke up to find Sommer now fully clothed, he was surprised. “Where did the clothes come from?” “You forget. This is a war-ridden time. Dead bodies aren’t that hard to find. I got the clothes from the first one I found.” Eduardo made the symbol of the Cross out of respect for the dead, then kissed his small golden r...
One of the funniest, yet simplest things I have ever seen since working with children happened on Thursday and even now, just thinking and writing about it, I have the giggles again. We have a 'family play' area set up for the children. They have a little seating area, a round table, two small cots and a small bed for the dolls or some of the smaller children, though they are bigger than the dolls and my fear is the wood...
Kaye made her way to Ed's room. She wondered how can all this be happening right now. He seemed better yesterday, had a little cough; nothing serious. As she entered the room, she scanned the small room looked at the medicine pole; several new full bags were on it, the antibiotics she supposed. Ed's face was pale, beads of sweat on his forehead. Oxygen tube placed in his nostrils the hissing of the oxygen, the monitor bes...
Yes, Here!We were not very water savvy due mostly to not being blessed with enough deep water to learn to swim. In my teenage years, this began to change through visits to swimming pools and making friends with the Layborn’s, who were passionate white water enthusiasts.I eventually bought a 17-foot aluminum canoe, and we found a favorite float trip down Wendover Canyon above Gurnsey Dam on the Platte River. Most of this t...
SETTING: A boy wakes up in a hospital bed next to his father. A doctor walks into the room to deliver the news.Doctor: Hello and welcome to-Son: Doc, give it to me straight.Doctor: Well son, there’s no easy way to put this but-Son: Doc! How long do I have to live?Doctor: A weekSon: A week! That’s not enough time to live. I’m gonna die young. I’m gonna die young. [Son whining]Father: Oh would you stop with the whining, you...
I walk along these lonely roads and go where I have been directed by the Tao, and in most cases I am the only one walking down these empty streets. With usually having my shadow walking with me to wherever I head as I make my way down the line, and it seems as if at times like I am on the borderline that divides my mind. Reading all between the lines, and seeing all things in shades of grey and not in black and white like...
Another day has passed with some carrying the ghosts of the past that hide in the shadows, and in the smoke carried in those wounded eyes. Being like some sort of fatal attraction where one can lose themselves, as long as they don’t lose control. Looking for the light and it feels as if the someone shut off the power and they sit there in the dark, like they are sitting in a cell with the walls making them feel so small....
Is it fateHow we relateWhen things are greatWe celebrateWe shift and spinHonoring our winIgnoring our sinsThe darkness withinThere is no painFor me to explainNo way to complainWhen we've gone insaneGoing day by dayIs there any other wayShould I simply stayIs it time to walk awayPerhaps a little napA voyage sans mapNo arms around me wrapNo love to fill the gapUntilWe shift one againRushing through our veinsWe find ourselve...
