First Loves and Such

a third of my life was spent

making memories with you

you are what I remember

when I look back at my childhood

but that is all you have become

a distant memory

that fills me we joy

and a longing I cannot explain

I don't know how else to tell you

but you were my first love

and when you turned your back on me

my heart broke in two

and yet somehow I still love(d) you...

*Note: I am not following the topics/style suggestions for NaPoWriMo (mainly because I am too lazy to do so)

Two Things to Say

I have two things to say 

one is much harder to say

(than the other)

both can heal 

both can be a lie, hurting

I want to say, "I'm sorry."

and, "I love you."

*Note: I am not following the topics/style suggestions for NaPoWriMo (mainly because I am too lazy to do so)

Day Won

Each new day
I wake up with hopes
of ending the day a winner

At days end
I usually feel like
I got stuck somewhere
in between
victory and failure

*NOTE: I am not following the suggestions for topics/style for NaPoWriMo (mainly because I am way to lazy to do so).

Once Great

We were once the greatest of these
flaunting our riches for the least of these
we stuffed our pockets full of riches
like greedy birds hoarding all we had
selfishly holding our possessions
with white-knuckled greed
we filled our mouths with haughty words
and painted our faces with pretentious stares
looking down on all those who have naught

then our worlds tilted one degree too far
and our riches started sliding
(slowly at first)
out of our hands
the gravity of our situation took its time sinking in
all the while, our hands tired from gripping our possessions,
started losing their strength
and our things started slipping through our hands like sand
our hands weak from our fear of loosing
grasping for and missing all that was falling away
we couldn't see beyond our loss
to see all the we would gain

with our hearts in our throats
threatening to choke what little life remained in us
and our bodies quaking like an aftershock
we started our long walk forward
reluctantly letting go of the last vestiges of our previous lives
we marched past all those who had claimed to be our friends, allies
with their fingers pointing and their laughter following us home
we, ow humbled, began the awkward dance of finding ourselves...again
humbled and changed (changing)

we were once the greatest of these
now we are the least of these

Light of My Heart

You were part mine and part his

Whoever he was

It takes a lot out of me to think

About both of you

You because I miss you and

I find it hard not to hate him

For all the damage he did before

He left me to die

I miss you more than I can say

But I only have myself to blame

Because it was I who chose to take

What was not mine and

Now I have to live with that fact

And miss you every second  of every day

I imagine that you would be

Two years old today

My beautiful daughter

With curly blond hair like

I had when I was young

You giggling at my silly antics

Me laughing at your silly faces

You starting to speak sentences

Oh how my heart breaks

Know that I am sorry

For the choice of my youth

That took your beauty and joy

From my life and this world

Meet Me

Meet me on the hill

Where the widows go to grieve

So we can add a shine

To the sorrow

We will hold their hands

And hold them close

Share our love and

Try to mend their broken hearts

Meet me near the old oak tree

Where the orphans play

So we can add a smile

To their sad faces

We will hug away their sorrow

And play tag among the wheat

Share our love and

Try to mend their broken hearts

Meet me on the corner

Where young lovers meet

So we can soak up

The love that saturates the place

We will teach the lovers what we know

And when it ends hold them close

Share our love and

Try to mend their broken hearts

Meet me in the church yard

Where we first met

So we can make our promises

To be each other’s forever

We will share our promises

And share the day with loved ones

Share our love and

Try to mend their broken hearts