When everything is said and done,
When with the loss of love, you start to rhyme.
Some gentle wisps of independence
A special kind of penance,
A choice you can make finally on your own
Despite the fact you left your home.
Wondering is for those who appear lost,
Yet, you find a place, despite the cost.
Breathless your decisions are made
Hoping not to lose it all.
Struggling, foraging, pushing back the opposition
But leaning, when needed, to whatever or whoever it be.
Everyone needs a moment, some time
Even if that somebody is me.
At the end of each separate struggle there will be some peace
Knowing in your heart of hearts, even though you have shattered,
You ultimately, did MATTER.
“Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don’t know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!”
I add to my POEMS page ever so often, just more poems that I have to share.
I am not good at adding tags yet but I am working on it
I have a lot of poems. I have used some in my books for which I try to add a link to, so please check it out.
I am constantly trying to make the look and feel of my blog better so I am updating, possibly moving things around, at least till I find the right way that works.
I will try to get my blog so that it is easy to navigate, as soon as possible.
Thank to the many that take a look at my blog, special thanks to those that like and comment on my posts. I appreciate that more than you know.
My daughter is very talented. She is quite good with her hands. Drawing has always been her best talent. So, here recently I have been after her to draw me an abstract heart themed picture. Hearts have always been my favorite shape. They carry sentimental meanings and significance to me. I have always used them in my special signature and my art.
The reason I asked her to make this abstract heart picture was in the hopes of using it in my 4th poetry book. My titles are themed along with heart in their titles. It could easy look like a series when you look at their names .
She drew me one this evening , which was waiting on me when I arrived home. I noticed the different textures she created and the different writings behind the pictures . She used tears in the paper that she used to layer with to create a nice texture. I am not sure what the category one would use to place her drawing in but it is a small characteristic of her. She is definitely a unique person and this simplifies that in a talented way .
Picture credit – RR
Oh how I wish I could draw like her, yet sadly, I can’t . My talent is in expressive writing, poetry, as it is called. I love it and thought I would blog about it. I will definitely use it in my next book.
Today is Memorial Day. It is a time when people all over the USA share their sentiments, respects, reverence for those that have been in our armed forces, stood on battle fields, and have given their own lives to insure our constitutional rights and so forth.
I for one, have had family members that have served in the armed forces so I am a respecter of those select individuals. I believe it takes a strong person to lay down his own life for someone they have never even met. I also believe that not every one is cut out to be one of those people. My Uncle served for our country and he was even stationed over in Germany for a while. Our family never truly knew what it was that he did until his death. He designed bombs and was held to a secrecy of utmost importance. He was always someone I admired but not because of that, for I knew none of that when I was growing up, but rather for his personable self. I always laughed at his jokes and his big smile was captivating. He was special to me then and since finding out about his sacrifices he personally made to protect our country, well, that makes him even more special.
You see it all the time on our televisions, references to the people who defend our liberties and rights. You hear sometimes of their tragedies as well as their bravery. The news sometimes tells of the heroic actions of some while paying respects to those whose lives were ended in battle or certain tragedies. We hear of things from World War 1, and World War 2, and the bravery that followed all those bravery is something that we definitely can relate to the individuals that have served, are serving, and will be. There can be no doubt that those individuals are special.
In honor of todays holiday, I hope that you as well as I, remember the sacrifices these types of individuals give. It is also not only them but their families and all that love them. It is hard to pick up at the spur of any given time and just move, not to mention having the tremendous burden of worry for your loved one that serves our country. Those types of feelings and sacrifices are what helps to make our nation great. They deserve respect and honor.
Like a storm from out of nowhere
Drifting away like a dream or stare.
More scattered than the grains of sand
But finding common ground to stand.
Troubles thicker than molasses
Smears that collect upon the glasses.
Too much sometimes
Too little I find.
Promises that prick you like roses
People that will leave you in droves.
Lies without guilt
Steamy words from upon their lips.
I’m insignificant
Though I feel transparent.
Walking always, somewhere
But heading nowhere.
Jokes are about me
But I’m not laughing, you see.
Thoughts are for the things that matter
Not for hearts to shatter.
But can’t make it go
Can’t, you know?
Life and love intertangle
Circumstance and perhaps, all dangle.
Forward just one time
Backwards, when it tries to unwind.
Feelings…friends…words…and thoughts
MwsR
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