Poem

Dad, my first guy, by MwsR

Pictures are all I have
They are like a wound with a little salve.
You are and always will be
The very core part of me.
I know you existed I see and hear about it all.
I just wish you were still here for me to call.
Often you are in my head
I find myself thinking of you while looking ahead.
If one little wish I was able to make
It might be to see you, you know before the ache.
Dads are more than a name we give,
They are the ones that teach us how to grow and live.
I never got to have that with you
I often think about what if’s and it makes me blue.
Others get to call up their dads and talk
Some get to spend time with them and go for walks
I get to ponder and wonder a lot
About what I have and what I not.
It is not your fault I am sure you would have stayed
But that wasn’t how it all got played.
Taken too soon from this earth and from your family
The ones who loved you and made you happy.
I guess some things never come to be
Like my wish for you to had known me.
Or maybe just to spend the day talking to you
And carrying on about the days that we went through.
It’s a good thing memories come around
Because that’s all some have when their hearts start to frown.
Dad, I know if you knew me
You’d see a lot of you inside of me, probably.
You would have also known how much you meant to me…you know why,
After all, you were my first guy.

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Poem

Art….by MSRP of

From out of the dark
Emerges a spark
Into a space
Leaving a trace
Colors a drifting
Making a living
Splatters give meaning
Blended from your living
One stroke leads a stream
Hand and art a team
Canvas that has a story
It is such glory
The tale a picture can tell
When the artist comes out of their shell.

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Maybe By MwsR

Maybe you could do this, or that

Perhaps you will or won’t

Advice comes easy for the giver

But seldom heeded by the one to whom it is given

Things can make you crazy

We all have good days and bad

Consider it all and learn something

Maybe you will benefit

Perhaps you won’t

Sit on your epiphanies an get lost

The test is simple

The answers are multiple choice

Don’t let yourself be without a voice.

Maybe a circumstance will be in your favor

Or sometimes it will not.

You might have seconds, minutes, and hours

To re-arrange things

Sort through your liffe

Or if you’re unfortunate, you will not.

It is better to seize opportunity

Then to fall flat on your face with uncertainty.

Maybe, just maybe

The next decision will be easier, or harder,

But at least there will always be the “maybe”.

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Heart Moon…

There’s a moon in my heart.
It only comes out in times of darkness.

You’ll never hear it remark
For it has no words.

Shining yet a shadow over feelings and thoughts.

The purpose of it is quite simple
It is to give a new definition
Give a different perspective.

Like all moons, it can be seen, not taken
And felt by only its maker.

Without it, my heart would have stayed black.
You could say without it I’d never had made it back…

I’m grateful for my heart moon.
Evidence of change..

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The river is a flat, shining chain.  
The moon, rising, is a white eye to the hills; 
After it has risen, it is the bright heart of the sea. 
Because I love it—so—round as a fan, 
I hum songs until the dawn.

–Li Po (701–762)

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