Locked in a pod
With like minded souls
Like peas in a pod
Never peas in a bowl
Reconnected with God
Within I is what I know
My God who despises
The ones in control
We don’t always make it out
But to try is the goal
We started to grow apart long before the current rift
It wasn't personal, but necessary if you read & get the gist
We were closer than a pair of lips long before I met betrayal's kiss
I took it personal & then forgave, I just could no longer take the risk
Like peas in a pod, we grew together & nothing can change that kind of love
Change is good despite appearances not seen by the naked eye
I flew the coup so I could soar & get a view from high above
I'm not better just more evolved, viewing the world through different eyes
I'll admit I'm self-involved, obsessed with being a better me
Our paths are different, so we had to split as we follow 2 different nodes
I planted seeds that needed to grow in order to see the forest for the trees
In spirit we're still together even though we arrived at forks in the roads
It was for the best & I hope you can see I carry no animosity with me
I just took a leap & developed wings, but I needed to jump for me 2 see
Like peas in a pod
Like birds of a feather
My twin and me
We stick together
Sharing the laughter
Sharing the tears
United together
We have no fears
My twin and me
Sister and brother
My twin and me
Always there for each other.
Goodbye Daddy.
I wish you didn't have to go.
We were like peas in a pod.
I still miss you so.
Goodbye Mum.
My solid friend.
Encouraged me to end.
My marraige.
Goodbye my husband.
I wish you well.
Here's hoping you don't
end up in hell.
Goodbye my babies.
One by one.
You left the nest.
Have fun.
Goodbye Jeaniemac.
You timid soul.
Isn't it wonderful
you've grown old?
Hello the new you.
Gosh, you're stong.
From deep inside
this poet was born.
Goodbye sweet friend it's time to go,
Don't act as if you did not know.
Now is the chance for me to show,
You have become my greatest foe
I'm leaving you at dawn.
Remember when we used to be
Like peas in a pod, you and me?
Now all I want is to be free
It's time I'm moving on.
The sun awoke to bless my sky,
Wind has given me wings to fly,
I'm feeling so free, I cannot lie
Turning I whisper one last goodbye,
As I'm leaving you at dawn.
Today has become my greatest test...
Find a field where my seed shall rest
Till when next year I'm a Dandelion pest.
That's why I'm moving on.
09.08. 2014
Written for Anthony Slausen’s Contest Moving On
Four young fellas rode by around midday.
Sun was strong as whiskey scratching the back of a three day dried throat.
The three girls were out front and Ma came out pointing her loaded shotgun.
Riders like these and the hot sun wasn’t gonna be anything
but a barrel full o’ trouble.
They tipped their hats, asked for water.
Kitty with her blouse all open and them nubile breasts of hers just pouting
like peas in a pod just ready to pop.
Ma saw the way she was eying up that dark haired fella.
She just hollered at her to get her trouble seeking ass inside.
Ginny, the eldest girl, fetched them the water.
Seemed like they weren’t in any hurry to leave, so Ma fired off a shot,
whistled by the blond one’s ears so his horse darn near threw him.
Ma wasn’t the kind to tell anyone anything but once,
cos she said you can’t be wasting the Lord’s precious breath on hard eared scum.
They got the message well enough.
Don’t reckon we’ll be seeing them back this way again any time soon.
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