“Hello Pumpkin! You’re gourd-geous
in your striped orange number!” *
Just boo-tiful!
Witch is why, I want to take you to my home.”
“I’d rather patch things up here,” she says.
He takes her home, cuts, depulps and carves
her. She’s changed. She lights up,
but in the dark, out in the cold
she appears angry with flaming eyes.
“There’s no way to patch things up now,”
she grumbles, “but things cannot get any worse,”
until a kid with candy
passes by, grabs her, kicks her
into the field,
lighting it on fire.
She’s all alone in the blaze,
her orange number ruined,
ruined for good,
but one seed digs a trench
and waits until next Autumn.
A gourd in his white number
approaches the patch,
“Hey, it’s my dad! It’s my dad…
Hey, Dad, over here!”
His seed was a dork of a gourd,
but he was his son, and the dad had changed
after his wife ran off and someone burned the plot
across the street. He took his son home
and told him all about how he met his mom
in her orange striped number.
“She was gourd-geous, son!”
10/15/2022
*an item of merchandise and especially clothing
Inside, it swells
With all these thoughts:
Ones of self doubt,
Ones of anxiety,
All of them tearing
Me down and down
And I try to
Patch things up,
To fix them permanently
But they are all
Temporary and don’t
Help in the long run
I want to be able
To face life and
Have confidence
In myself, but
I keep giving me
Reasons to still
Not trust myself
My fears grow
Inside of me and
I try to ignore
Them completely
But I can’t do it
And I fall
Victim to myself,
I end up breaking
Just a little
Every now and then,
But that stacks
Up and I can’t
Even see myself
Anymore in the
Shattered mirror
I can’t tell
What I want
Anymore;
I can’t tell
Who I am
Anymore,
All I know
Is that I wasn’t
Made to live
A happily ever after,
Just one filled
With no hope
And no true
Happiness
Hereafter
Written on January 25, 2021
I shiver and crackle with nervousness
As others frolic, I hide into myself,
Scared of what might happen
Yet excited of the other possibility.
Have you seen her yet? Someone asks.
Adding to my high-strung nervousness.
Dipped into a daunting sense of discomfort
I hope she does not come.
Maybe I can avoid this confrontation.
I have been thinking of this off and on
for four years, since she betrayed me.
Do I want to patch things up?
Haven’t things been better without her?
She is my first cousin though.
I am plunging myself into fire,
into water, into sand into fire.
Over and over my imagination
brings up scenario after scenario
of what might, can, could, will happen.
My cousin comes running right up to me.
I have missed you so much! She screams.
She throws her arms around me and hugs me.
All is forgotten and forgiven.
I think I better leave right now
Before I say something stupid
Like only a boy in love would
And if this is our parting shot
Let it not be lost in sentimentality
I am sure you agree
We can drop the formalities
We know each other far to well
To pretend
We do not know each other's foibles
And pressure point's
Otherwise we could overcome
This impasse we fall before
All the while knowing
Sooner or later we will ramp up the rhetoric of abuse
Until 1 of us gives in
And neither of us can remember
Why on earth we shared a bed together
Maybe I loved you to much
To try and patch things up
I reach for life but my body is empty,
I look around and all I can see is darkness.
I call for help but nobody seems to be there for me.
I look inside of me and I am lost in the mist.
Everybody has lost faith in me everybody hates me.
How do I reverse my doings how do change the past.
Deep inside of me I feel broken I feel pain.
I wish you’d understand why I did it. I wish they'd find it in their hearts to forgive me.
I did wrong but I feel like I did right. I have caused so much pain to so many people. People regarded me as stupid they did not believe in me.
How do I reverse all that I have caused how do I patch things up with those who once believed in me.
When on fathers day and things are not right
you know he`s there but, not a hair nor sight
i have tryed to patch up all the mess
but it`s in his hands now, i guess
Of course i love him he`s my dad after all
i have planted the seed and waiting a call
over a family matter that has eluded
expanded turned nasty and now concluded
All stemmed from family issues,but now scattered love
my big sister Shirley who`s in heaven above
bore the brunt of all this and will be looking down
and saying crack on with life and do not frown
But i do care, `cos the years are going by
if something should happen,i don`t wanna think why
didnt i make the first move to patch things up
some times i feel like a lost little pup
I know it takes a man to bite his lip and press on
before it`s too late and they have gone
with my mind made up and heart set to try
i will go digging and smoothing,thats why.
Last week you got in a big fight with your best friend.
The two of you swore never to see each other again.
I can tell that you're sad because you'll no longer see each other.
When it comes to friends, you are out there trying to find another.
You can't end this friendship just because of a fight.
You should go find him and try to make things right.
You've been friends for nearly twenty years, you can't just throw that away.
You should salvage your friendship, go to him and patch things up today.
I used to like you so much
In fact you were my favorite
I really looked forward with such
Eagerness each time we’d meet..
We were so cool and so close
And that is an understatement
I treated you like my own
And you were so sweet to me and ardent..
I was the brother you never had
And you filled that void in me
‘see I was an only child
We were tight as real sibs could be..
But then you suddenly changed
I noticed you’ve gone so cold
You no longer speak to me or act the same
Where are the love and respect you showed?
Did I do anything wrong?
I honestly think I did not
I cared for you for so long
But it seems we’ve grown apart..
I tried everything to patch things up
But all you do is ignore me
I hold no grudges but I’ve given up
To bring everything the way we used to be..