It’s lonelier to grieve.
Because I knew you.
Because I loved you.
Because I still do.
And now I carry that love
Like a body that won’t stop breathing.
I cry for the life you didn’t live.
For the mornings you missed.
For the years I still imagine even though
I know better.
I cry because I saw you becoming
And then I saw you stop.
I drown in thought.
Not memory
That would mean you were here.
I drown in the future I built around you.
The one you never asked for
But I gave you anyway.
You were supposed to stay.
You were supposed to grow old.
I grieve the man you never got to be.
The one I still talk to in my head when I’m scared
Or tired
Or pretending I’m fine.
I grieve the version of me
Who would’ve loved you longer.
Who would’ve learned how to forgive you for leaving.
I hate the silence. It sounds like you.
I hate the quiet. It feels like you.
I hate the way I still wait for something
that isn’t coming.
You are gone.
But you are everywhere.
In the things I can’t say.
In the breath I hold.
In the way I keep living
Like it means something.
~~~
One day when I’m better it’s going to be fine.
I’ll get to be people then,
understanding the meaning of it all,
others not to offend.
Right now, I’m still quite set apart
Your fear has built my home.
Courageously and brave of heart
I seek a place called ‘own.’
One day when I’m normal I’ll be your kind.
I will really be people then,
acting and thinking like others, just fine
and maybe you’ll be my friend.
Unriddle this riddle before me
questions thrown helter skelter in the air
~ making an omelet from the medley
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
What would Jesus Do?
Certainly not everything
I ask -- far wiser! Honestly,
I doubt that any of us knows.
Would He turn the other cheek?
Perhaps, turn a few tables over?
Call all Father's children, his
sacred sisters and brothers,
or a generation of Vipers and
snakes? Instead of armies,
would He have sent Social
Workers to settle with Hitler?
What I don't want to do...
is someday stand before God
and say, while the world was
burning, and innocence being
consumed, all I did was pray
when a bucket of water sat
beside me....
The message was shared and sent
As told by my natural father
Before he was led to God
I heard once to achieve this life
He said, to run business requires credibility
To make friends requires sincerity
To fall in love requires loyalty
To raise child requires long company
Good for his credibility, sincerity, loyalty
Long company in life and in life to come
All for these qualities meant for good
For all people, for growth and maturity
For success, for life and for salvation.
Now is the time..Stand and be done..
Support the Nation, as does Aus one'
Where'ere you are based ' all Aussie
Daughters and mothers sons.'
Get behind; good old Bosi..
And great things can come.!
mosquito tries to get me
he divebombs my ear
is he a kamikaze pilot?
I try to kill him but miss
He zips down to my shirt
I hit my hands together and clap
confident I got him that time
I didn’t
How strange that I cannot cream this little sucker
It’s a truism that you get what you pay for
Or vote for or ultimately what you deserve…
But when we pay illegal immigrants
To stay in five star hotels with pre-paid debit cards
And the homeless to just hang out with food stamps,
Cash handouts and Obama phones
What do we expect will happen
But for the problem to grow!
And so we watch a nation crumble
Under the weight of its own excesses
Fueled by bleeding hearts,
With blood collected in taxes
And just poured into the streets
And down the drain.
Where does it end you wonder,
Wherever the sewer takes US.
(9/7/25)
i'm at my wit's end
barely clinging to the last remaining illusion
~ hope being the rising sun
Wordku: 15-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
Pitifully, he calls her again and again
Brando yelling, "STELLA" from his knees.
Like he ever meant something to her...
Stop groveling like a fool. She was a tease.
She doesn't come from Kansas or Oz
and Sunnybrook Farm is make believe.
Stop shouting her name. For crying out loud.
Shed your tears somewhere else if you grieve.
She left long ago on a streetcar to get away.
It's your fault she's gone. You and your drama.
You killed her desire. That's what she said.
The conflicts you created left her in trauma.
You were the spider who sat down beside her,
the tiny creature that was much too hairy.
You brazenly acted as if you were a king,
but there's nothing about you that's scary.
After all this time, still blubbering for Stella?
You're a weeping wimp and it's pathetic
how you demean yourself time after time.
No one cares because you're not empathetic.
She waved farewell and made your life hell.
So, get off your knobby knees, Marlon.
Alice doesn't live here anymore. She left
and no longer wants to call you, 'Darlin.'
Just get my life
Hmm. Out of love. Out of order. Dry field
No green lawn. Walk on dry land. Unloved
Hmm. Unloved. Empty of love. True. Hmm
Hmm. Always was true. Never lie. Dark star
In the sky. Invisible, imperceptible desire
A dead hope, solitude, motionless, this life
Motionless restlessness. Without lust for life
But believe. A bit. In life. Need a soul to get life
Give, please. I don’t need your money. Just heart
Please, implant a new heart in my soul. And love
Give, please
A new beginning
From your hot blood
From your beating heart
To me
For a new desire
If you are looking for me..Its a lost cause i say
I seem to grow more distant and different day by day.' I
Once held ideals and ideas of what man I
Should be..Then Jesus came up cliose to be in front'
And I don't care now..For what once I prized
In truth it was but irrelevance, in deceptive guise.' The Light of Jesus..Is above all worldly worth
In Him, is my identity.' May I loose to Him all
Self importance, unto the new birth."
some signal assigned you has not arrived
all doors locked with house's gatekeeper gone
removed remote heart not in to survive
with losses a plenty there's no will has won
lost love hangs ever present clinging past
across forward path and no way around
with futures foreclosed chance saying at last
blame guilt any excuse will bring you down
falls daily no regard light or season
think say write anything always silent
might as well yell for there is no reason
to ponder a bit or post a comment
present you are to all who pass your by
say what you must then get on with your die
A hawk flew high, soaring...
a breathtaking dive and dip
(Watched I with jealous
eye). Came a great aerial flip,
leveled to precision glide --
my wing-full heart sighed:
Oh, to have wings!
Short time later, I was indoors,
at the dinner table. It was Thanksgiving~
Oh~ God, thank you for wings!
For replacement election maps
Texas jumps when Don’s finger snaps
If he keeps control
Trump’s gold toilet bowl
Is where we'll all swim when he craps
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