This is my second book, “Heart Paths”, I self published just a week after my first book, “HeartStones”. It like my first book could have used more editing. I guess it is true what they say about getting better the more you try.
Heart Paths
I am going to be coping from my poem, “Strings”
There are places, people, and things
They will bring out great happiness or complicated things
When you are caught up with any of them, as we sometimes do
They will greatly impact you.
It is strings that we hold to places, people, or things
That make us into who we are and sometimes what makes us sing
They can also make us weep, confused, or depressed.
That is how you know you once enjoyed things at their best.
Suddenly though, for no reason or rhyme
You find them gone or not worth your time.
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This book was my first self published book. It probably contains some grammatical errors or possibly mis-spellings. It was finished and published in 2 days. I hurried into it all I already had my poems, because I wrote them almost daily on my Facebook, to share with my friends and family on the social network.
I wish I had of included pictures and my quotes, but I did finally do that on my third book, “Heart Songs”. Yes, there is a pattern to my poetry books, it would be “Heart”. I write from my heart so I thought it appropriate to include it in my books. I have no real organized method in this book . Just poems that I wrote. I wish I had the fortitude to had made different topics with which to place my different types of poems in, but I didn’t.
So if you want a book that has poems written from my heart, this is good for that.
Heart Stones
Below I will share a poem entitled, “AS”.
As I had already knew
That nothing would change my shade of blue.
It was a color I was very familiar with
A common in my life ever since being a Smith.
My goals were simple back in the day
It was to be a singer up on a stage,
To be applauded for a song
Not knowing it was in my personal life, I needed applause all along.
As I dreamed of being a nurse
I wanted to help others who had it worse never felt that I couldn’t brighten someone’s day.
But often I wanted to cheer people up with words I could say
See, helping someone made my own problems fade
But unfortunately, it just took my mind off of them, they never really went away.
As life has a way of makings things seem so heavy and hard
Our hopes dreams, and aspirations get marred
Things that mattered once now fall on stony ground
They cannot recoup, nor any abundance be found
Sadly, they die and disappear
Nothing can grow there, sometimes for many years
As if that was that
It comes and leaves from where it is at
No rhyme nor reason
No hope, no change of the season
Nothing but despair
That is all that is left all too often there
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