Uncle Vinson was staring off at the setting sun, watching slow moving clouds run their shadows over the green and brown hillside. He was pulling on his pipe, with a bit of smoke and smell spreading outward. I knew if I got too close my eyes would water.I also knew full well, he did not … Continue reading Jealousy
Truth And, when there is no reason to lie, And, when there is no guile And, when the heart and words flow as one together Like a newborn soul in this world, of sudden light and sound and pain, That new soul knows of no lie or guile When a soul only knows comfort or … Continue reading Truth Lost- Can it be Found?
Will they lie about me after I am dead? I do hope so. Some will tell how horrible I was, some will tell how wonderful. I hope someone has the warmest memory of how I did this or that for them, I do. I hope someone might really feel me though I am gone. But, … Continue reading Lie About Me
Sunrise or Sunset Birth with no written pages or A Canvas filled with a past, Richly composed of countless smiles and dead ends. A life filled with love lost, versus loves unknown Sunrise or Sunset?
Within my wraps of slumber as the northern cold robs warmth from the air, I almost remember my mother, as if she lay next to me there, I want to reach out to her but with limbs just like lead, she turns away from me slowly, just a tiny reach from there. I want to … Continue reading A Wrap of Slumber
The sound has changed outside our bedroom. But the birds are gone, their little ones grown bigger feathers, learned flight and fled away from here. That beautiful rustling of all the trees is changing as the greens bleed away leaving yellow and orange. The rustling is louder now, somehow more like bones scraping on bones. … Continue reading I am Missing
Waking, slipping past the softening dreams, feeling the sliding, feeling cheated, realizing you had to slide over the side, take that breath, flat feet on the ground, stand up to your load, meet the day ahead, wishing, to be that little one, met by Mommie, while she cooed and sang and caressed you. Piercing Sunshine. … Continue reading Move the Bowling Ball, it is in my Way
So, why am I telling my own story? Because. I am not famous, never will be. I am not somebody. I missed that train, in the rain, while hoping for Spain. You see, I have an educated friend that judges people based on the way they speak, more than the color of their skin. Quote, … Continue reading I Know My Truth
Da Dream Success and money, and all of it. Yeah, I fell short! You? I did have those moments when I felt happy but layered over by worries of bills, and the baby, the water pump on the chevy was broke. Yet, there were those times when I laughed like a loon, free of my … Continue reading Da Dream
Today, Not last year Remember me not as I was Love me as I am or not, Or, forget me forever I walk ever forward, You can stay where you are I love and live where I am Walk into the future Not forever wedded to the past Your choice, not mine I live for … Continue reading I Walk Forward