if I had time to write
I’d cry
if I had time to cry
I’d write
memories
“Painted Vision”
a smile
a laugh
a picture
a memory
“Negative”
if I were to look at my life
at what “could’ve” been
I’d go insane
but sometimes I think
that’s what my kids do
and then my heart aches for them
“Falling Rain”
it’s funny how tears flow
sometimes inside
sometimes sideways
sometimes all over the place
somewhat like rain
sometimes there’s warning
but other times
the skies are blue
the sun is out
and rain just falls
“Antique Tears”
it’s amazing
to look at your past
through Love
having forgiven all
having let go of pain Continue reading
What’s Cooking
Life is a spoon that stirs things up.
“Tug of War”
Something’s happened
That triggered a memory
One of life and death
I remember my first abortion
The decision
The reaction
Being supported yet not
I remember the “assumed” father
Being too cheap
For me to go under
Leaving me there alone
Being awake
Hearing the vacuum
Feeling the pain
Being a number minus one
I remember being let go
Sitting on the curb
Waiting for a ride
Alone
Why was I in darkness
WHERE WERE YOU GOD!
Where was I
What made me remember
Oh yeah
There’s more to come
“Missing Carafe”
I hate it when memories
cause pain
but at least
when it happens
I give it to God
and breathe in truth Continue reading
“In Person”
how do you explain
the beauty of a picture
how do you explain
the beauty of a moment
the best gift
is to be present
the best memory
is to be present
