In the watered down version of you, you are merely an acquaintance not the love from my youth. In this version, you are smaller with those thin hands that keep slipping through mine. And, yes, you still speak with a bit of a southern accent, but it’s not smooth or gentle. This voice does not grasp me at once wrapping me in the light that was you. Those sweetheart-baby doll-honey-sugar words are not lingering in the air. N...
Jacob calls me in the afternoons, around three to make sure I am out of bed. On this day, I am groggy, but I still answer. “Let’s go have a margarita at that Mexican place by the gallery tonight,” he says. “Not yet. OK?” “Oh, come now, Jane! They have great fajitas, killer salsa. Besides, margaritas are your fav!” “I’m not up for it. Not today,” “Have you been able to paint?” “No.” “Jane?” “My brain’s not working. There’s...
I will tell you that you are beautifulone thousand times,then a thousand times more.I will talk to your heart,then whisper to your soul.And when I finally see you and touch you,I will tell you that you are beautifulone thousand times,then a thousand times more.Words will betray me a thousand times,but I will tell you that you are beautiful, then tell you a thousand times more.
If you embrassed my heart, It wouldn't shatterIf you caressed my essence,It wouldn't splatter Broken; Am I no longer I've learned to live darknessDays pass as I grow strongerI am comforted by my own stillness Resilence with styleHumored with a sharp tongue Sensitive with a smileA promising song is sung
In the moment of a second A second moment gives pause. There’s listening to the wind When there is no breeze. There’s watching a rainbow In the darkness of night. There’s the tap of raindrops On moon-soaked skin. There’s the scent of a rose In dense forests of oak. None make sense, Yet there’s a pause. There’s a second or less. There’s a moment of knowing. When in the moment of a second That second moment is clear. When i...
Two bodies Two hearts One home Two souls Find peace One spirit Ignoring convention Living life Loving love Two bodies Two hearts Beat free
Dear Humans, You're all so weird! Sorry, let me start that again. I've been on your planet for 35 years. I've witnessed some things that I wouldn't want anyone else to, yet people do. I've seen the world through the eyes of a baby, growing up to become an infant, child, teenager, and finally adult. When I was a baby, things were simple: Cry for attention, sleep most of the time, play for a bit. This pattern continued unti...
What weather brewed behind me? I knew not. Maybe snow? Could fog be rolling in? Then thunder clapped. Lightning skittered across the sky causing me to turn toward reality. The wind -- she -- embraced me. The rain -- she -- filled my heart. The fire -- she -- lit my soul ablaze. The storm changed everything. She changed everything. What weather brews behind me? I worry not. She changed everything.
Change of heart the next morning No shock just surprise Feeling that dull pain The sun's slow rise Words that were uttered Dampened red eyes Always remembered Quietly sighs A shrug of the shoulders Smiling once more Feelings real A bit hollow sure Happiness surrounds me Smiles softly not a care Warm love still engulfing Yet a chill in the air Things secretly whispered Smile remains on my face “A hasty mistake” Sin...
I loved using her. I did her fast and rode her hard. The music was on and I had her going...geared up. She was purring for me. The light went green and I drove away.
The dull "pop" rings muffled in my ears as Thor's hammer sends my body flying through the air, landing in the dirt near my vehicle. I try to sit up, ears ringing, as Jonesy bends to shake me. "Ma'am! Ma'am", he says. I see his parched lips move but don't hear the words over the humming in my head. I realize someone has just turned my body inside out as I lean forward, half-slumped over, with one eye failing to open. The r...
They called you King Edward. You were King of your ground. Whether we were lonely, joyful, worn-down, or heartbroken, riding down the highway of life, with a switch of the radio, you could fill days with illusions to match any mood. There were colors spilling from the guitar, swirling into sounds that shook us, wrapped us, the eruption we didn’t expect. You molded our tiny, fragile worlds until we found our own strengths...
It was a day Lincoln High School would never forget. Thirty-five white mice with beady-red eyes scurrying the halls like inmates set free in a jailbreak. Susie had never told any of us her plan. Maybe that was because it wasn’t a plan, per se. She just got up and one by one, opened their cages, pardoning what was supposed to be an immutable death sentence—the 10:30, AP Bio class dissection. Chaos ensued. Susie waving her...
They say you’re like your father, just as I was like mine. But I see a part of me inside you, strong and stubborn. You lift that chin as if daring me to hold you back, but I won’t. How could I, when all I ever wanted was to be free? I chose my king and my life, and our coupling brought you to me. But it’s time for you to build your own kingdom, and to make your own life. I am so proud of you, my daughter. Soar above all t...
