The past is gone, yet it remains
Forever locked within my brain
Feelings of despair, yet I've not been aware
Feelings of fear keeps drawing near
Closing my eyes never to cry
Not knowing why I lived a lie
Can feelings of Shame caused all this pain
If it remains I will become insane
God knows, I'm tired of playing this game
Please, asset me unlock my chains
By releasing this forgotten pain
Is a lost child to blame
His protection was but a game
Face reality with no shame
Categories:
morning(a), child abuse, confusion,
Form: I do not know?
Winter morning - overcast skies again with
little hope of seeing the sunshine brightly
over head, a dreary and wretched morning. . .
longing for Springtime!
January 14, 2019
Categories:
morning(a), morning, winter,
Form: Sapphic stanza
Shiver me timbers
What's going on
I was dressed as a pirate
When I woke up this morn
I looked in the mirror
And let out an Arrrr....
I came equipped an eye patch
And a swash buckling Scar
I felt the strong urge
For grog, meat, and cheese
Went into the kitchen
Told the winch who lives with me
It's my new pirate attitude
That I have to thank
For the look that I got
And why I'm now walking the plank
When I arrived at the office
It wasn't the ship I'd hoped for
And security at the front desk
Barred me from bringing my saber to work
With all these modern day regulations
How's a pirate to get a break
When the only body of water nearby
Is a drainage ditch and man made lake
And the only pirate booty
That I'd hoped to see
Is right now swabbing the kitchen deck
While talking mutiny
Still the days barnacle adventures
Had a lot going on
As my head hits the pillow
I wonder what I'll wake up as tomorrow morn
Categories:
morning(a), funny, humor,
Form: Light Verse
Christmas morning comes
And little feet pitter patter to the living room.
Children are excited to see the Christmas stockings hanging from the fire place stuffed and presents all wrapped with care sitting under the Christmas tree.
Stockings are opened
and breakfast of waffles and hot chocolate are had.
Then their is a panic and rush to get the turkey into the oven so that it can be enjoyed in the evening around the table by loved ones.
Finally into the oven goes the turkey and the parents breathe a sigh of relief. It's now time to relax around the Christmas tree and enjoy opening Christmas presents and seeing what everyone got and the reactions on everyone's faces.
Categories:
morning(a), christmas,
Form: Free verse
Monday morning slowly waking
Waking to a drizzly rain
Rain that comes down ever whispering
Whispering, time to wake again!
Again my mind’s ever churning
Churning with thoughts of the day
Day of poetry and yearning
Yearning for what I must say.
Say in words what I am feeling
Feeling in this early morn
Morn with my words ever forming
Forming… a new format born!
Born by chance I can’t deny
Deny ‘tis useless, I must try!
Categories:
morning(a), adventure, poetry,
Form: Sonnet
I:
Frilly dresses ironed
by Mama's hand.
Starched with a sprinkle
from the giant Pepsi bottle.
Four New spring Bonnets.
Four new Bow ties.
II:
Hen's eggs carefully dyed.
Daddy chose the best
Peeking and poking into each
and every nest.
One a duck egg.
Daddy called it a prize.
III:
Oh a special Sunday.
The day Jesus arose.
Every Church pew Filled.
Families together dressed
in their very; very best.
IV:
Ham and Mama's Potato salad.
Both Grandmas joining us
at the overflowing table.
Using our best Manners
we try to hurry.
We are ready for the hunt.
V:
The Azaleas burst forth
with bright blooms and
secret spots holding eggs
of lemon yellow and sea foam green.
Little feet Running with excitement;
baskets bulging with glittery grass;
Chocolate bunnies and jelly beans.
VI:
Collapsing with Laughter
we count and count.
Hidden too good,
a few eggs will be
an opossums supper.
Long after we are fast asleep.
Categories:
morning(a), animals, family, happiness, holiday,
Form: Free verse
You’re like Christmas morning when I was four
I’m wide awake and can’t sleep
I’m filled with excitement and cannot wait to hear from you again
Each minute has been an eternity since we last spoke
What awaits with morning’s light?
Nobody really knows
We’ll just see how everything goes
I pray it turns out alright
This experiment is cause for merriment
Will more follow?
We’ll see
As for now, like Christmas morning,
I am filled with uncertainty,
but most of all,
an unprecedented ecstasy
Categories:
morning(a), happiness, hope, life, love,
Form: Romanticism