Don’t be afraid
To ask outright
what you need,
It is not a burden,
But to hold it in,
And go without,
Because you feared
Judgement,
When you were most in need.
All you can do is ask,
There is no shame
In asking
For
Help.
Category: Memoir
Bred by Love
Come so far,
So far to go,
Then legs kicked out,
Again,
From below,
And anger resurfaces,
Pain still fresh,
From a wound that
Will never heal,
And wound on wound
The gaping hurt feels endless,
What can be done
To stop the hate;
The hate that breeds such hate?
My love might seem shallow,
But a little goes a long way,
It’s potent and contagious,
And pain will not make
My love be curdled
By a bitter hate,
Pain is the trauma
But not the ailment,
Pain reminds one can feel,
That this hate is unnecessary
And is missing what I have,
This love breeds love,
Bred by love,
And swallows hate,
Time and time again.
My Journey
This is my journey,
I’m not quite sure
Where it is taking me;
Does anybody ever, really?
But it is mine,
And I am open,
And willing,
And learning,
And giving,
And teaching,
And loving,
And…
Living.
Always Family
We were never
Meant to be alone
We were all
Meant to be together
Never meant to go
But if we don’t go
We never remember
Remember to never forget
We were always family
Still are
Just don’t look
Like we expect
“family” to look
–each is different
Each requires
Compromise,
Patience.
Love Immortal
The light, the heat,
The electricity that generates
Our love,
The days grow longer and the sun closer,
But we more distant,
Distracted,
we forget we lose
Touch
with the genuine feeling,
Until we find it again
In the cold months,
And that love rebounds
Again, and again
and longs lasts into new summer heat
And withstand the slow death
Of the fall,
And rebirth from which we
Will spring,
But we will last,
Because our passion exploded
In the cold,
You are the snowman;
And I never created you,
I just gave you my heart,
and it brought you to life,
And you gave me your
Heart and soul,
And I was reborn,
And together
We made a
Love immortal.
She Sings of Sunshine
10/22/2018
She sings of sunshine,
with my voice,
only smaller,
made innocent,
made new.
She sings with a new voice
–her voice,
she sings,
and all the doubts
that may fill me
dissipate.
I am doing this
–tending my flower,
her song lifts me,
and her sun shines
these fears away.