I texted her Thanksgiving.
Asked what she’s doing for a living.
I texted her on Christmas Day.
If she was doing ok.
I sometimes admit.
That I almost quit.
Trying to reach out to old friends.
But the holidays are when hope upends.
I texted her New Year’s Eve.
It feels like I was just raking the leaves.
But the cold has settled.
I almost want to backpedal.
I text her each holiday.
With not much to say.
Using exclamation points!
Hurts my finger joints.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Happy Easter is all I can say!
Even the Fourth of July.
I want to talk, but simply say “hi.”
I texted her Thanksgiving, once more.
She sends a smiley face I adore.
I sent her a turkey back.
Old texts start to stack.
I decided to delete them right then.
If not now, then when?
I texted her Thanksgiving Day.
There’s not much more to say.
Her face showed he'd come off as predal
Now it was too late to backpedal
"Stupid wins prizes,"
She shouts, "of all sizes,"
Her handprint adorned like a medal
When
you have played
noteworthy moves
early in a relationship
and the harmony
becomes discordant
it's time to backpedal…
diminuendo.
da capo
follow love's lead
December 24, 2020
The truth stood downcast in the lie
I know you’ve fibbed; I have the proof
You cannot look me in the eye
Still adamant you told the truth
I love to watch you backpedal
The truth stood downcast in the lie
Don’t lie to me… there’s no medal
Your mum you think you can defy
Did you eat all the apple pie?
(Crumbs are visible on your face)
The truth stood downcast in the lie
You grin and say the pie was ace!
You say sorry, and then we hug,
Your hunger you did satisfy
I ask you did you eat the slug!
The truth stood downcast in the lie
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Title of the poem is from a line from 'Lyin Eyes' by the Eagles
32 syllables per stanza checked with how many syllables
07/27/16
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