lost friendships reconnected at high school reunions
See you tomorrow
Have a good night
Terms of endearment
Say it in a moment of tenderness
Mean a lot to people
Don’t forget to say it
And say it often
How is your day?
What’s up with ya?
What’ve you been up to?
How should I say it?
There are many ways to say it
To reach someone to make a contact
Have we forgotten it already?
Where have you been?
Haven’t seen you lately
I wondered when I get to see you again
That’s a lot of days when I last saw you
What’s happening?
How is your family?
Things are good?
Talk to me
When did I last see you?
You miss me?
Say it play it whisper it
And it would be like brand new
A new contact
Just like you never left
Reconnected
Strengthened
Breathe life into
“Dry bones” - Ezekiel 37
See you tomorrow?
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
Late-night talks have always been the best. The love I have for you is priceless. I don’t want anyone but you; you have to be mine. I need those late-night conversations. I want to feel reconnected with you and ensure that this love will last forever. I need to know if this love is permanent. I want to understand who I am contending with and where my love stands. I long for the emotional support we used to share. I always want to be the bigger man and the better man. I want the love that was cemented between you and me.
JCMT 04/27/2025
The whistle blows, the chugging starts -
A steam train ride in France -
For those who like to try things
From the past, this is your chance.
Since when it’s time to turn around,
The leading car’s unlatched
And driven to a turntable
Before it’s reattached.
The locomotive then gets cranked,
By hand! one circle ‘round.
The engineer next drives to where
The once-caboose is found.
The train is reconnected
And goes back the way it came,
Passing trees and giant rock formations,
Looking all the same.
An aqueduct appears and there’s
An eagle in the sky,
But what impresses most on board
As we go zipping by
Is a trio by the river,
Down below and quickly viewed,
Being very French, relaxing
Near the water, in the nude.
My inner child
Today I reconnected with my inner child,
I realised how she once always smiled,
Her innocent glowing face is now tear stained,
And full of expressions so pained,
I need her help to find out who Im supposed to be,
I'd long forgotten my own identity but she knows me,
I had to leave her behind I had to try and survive,
But now here I am face to face with a little girl who's emotionally deprived,
Life with me was no place for a child you see,
I did it to protect her and me really,
I hope she understands,
Because now as we take each other's hands,
We walk back through the past into the present
Aiming for the future,
Now I understand that to find myself I need her
Because only together will we both smile once again
i calculated the steps to a life in my head
and ended up learning to fly for a life in my heart
i set a world of expectations
for who i perceived i was
for those around me
I demanded a precise love
when tossed in reality
I was faced with the hard fact
that those expectations i set
could never by the best of me
be met
i became human
when i saw the human in you
i became human
when i saw how much i failed you
At first, the pain was too much for me to chew
and i broke up with myself
to punish the last being who could not
meet up my absurd set in stone point of view
it took me sometime
but i learned to accept
who i am
finally embracing my unabashed truth
and then i reconnected with life
closing my eyes to what i wanted to be
opening them to this ocean of infinite possibilities
i shut down my mind
got my heart fully unlocked
i accepted i was the villain and the victim
in my own inner plot
yet nothing ever got simpler
nor I expect them to be
i just learned to reach for the stars daily
to deliver to the world
the light i have within me
and for that, I don't need to expect a thing
i just love
i just live
i just breath
Loving includes
Me and you
Something to do
Just because
It makes sense
Ain't no way round it
We gotta
Plot our path
as we go
Reherstals are over
It's time for the
Show
Can't be reconnected
If I ain't. never been
Part of the group
Getting fitted means
Something specail
If I have the right
Suit
Whatever spell; I'm in
Depends on me
and you
Make it known to the
People's
Woman I wanna
Spend some time
Loving you
What's in the first place
When you are born in
the past
Advice ain't no good
If my concerns
aren't even asked
Put me in first place
Make me number one
As your lover
Taint what you what
You preach
Your objectives
are My concern!
All this global speech that once lauded your greatness has vanished.
My lips are crying today because of my misdeeds.
The harvest was completely washed away in the high winds.
Diseases and sicknesses, with fire, threaten scavengers.
Because I am shy, I cry slowly and sloppily.
If someone's feelings are bruised, a wipe may be beneficial.
Companions with crooked mustaches.
Backstabbing and spying are both kinds of treachery.
Who grasps what happened to the planet Earth.
Shame no longer benefits them, so why would they desire it?
An anxious atmosphere pervaded the air.
I'm here to assist you, and I'm grateful to God for this gift.
A natural area has been cordoned off.
The headbands must be reconnected.
Probe the misanthrope and share the etch news.
The sand on the road will cease if they reach their home.
If I yield barefoot, my final inference is consciousness.
Written: July 03, 2021
1st place contest win
A Brian Strand July 4 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
There I was just me myself
it just seemed I knew no one
my parents had been cut off
there I was me their only son
On the seafront at Largs
away for the day being only nine
in a moment what do I do
panic set in felt out of line
But thankfully they saw me
reconnected again all together
at that moment felt really alone
all had changed except the weather
This reminds one of Jesus childhood
thinking of when Jesus went away
from His parents for they were shocked
not realizing He was in the temple all-day
But Jesus was in control back then
where I was not sure what to do
two opposites for sure in contrast
where were you? a question all so true!
(This tale really happened on the Scottish seaside town on Largs on the Ayrshire coast, where I got lost from my parents these many years ago.
This is written telling of this experience comparing it with Jesus's parents losing Him in Jerusalem 2000 years ago.)
18 days after I reconnected with mother
my world now dark with grief and bother
so I'll walk the path of my sister and brother
and never again will I bother with mother
Was planning on just Christmas wishes
and Happy Birthday
but Mum I won't bother, you're vicious
and you're crappiness hurts me.
Goodnight my lovely u r my heart and every beat between
that promises my wake to a new day with u on my mind.
I’ve gone a long road of no return to a love that secures a second chance
of a soulful reawakening. It’s easy to be lost and forlorn, forgetful of passions true and encompassing.
How blissful we r to have reconnected to this promising love affair of plenty
with both our losses close at hand, hurtful,
but with a glanced new beginning.
A wisdom point of close composure nurtured by a noncompliance morning of past to present to future benevolence co captured and needed sequences internal and corporeal coincidence. Fireworks reign when we intertwine kisses with octopus embraces in sheets of mutual desire.
Love is a many splendored thing.
Reconnected
We have finally reconnected.
All those years lost, love was affected
Now in the present, we can forget some of the past
And continue what we had, finally at last
Waiting all those years, love has been conflicted
But by God's grace reconnection was predicted
It was worth the wait and I know this is true
Because nothing is better then being back with you
The older we get we realize…
although we have the same amount of time each day
it is hard to get together with people we love…
as so many ‘things’ get in our way.
When it comes to our nephew and his wife…
this was a trend we wanted to defy.
The solution it turned out was quite simple…
our mutual admiration…for pie
So we made a date…a chance to meet…
to look each other in the eye
to talk about our lives
our adventures
and to do this over a slice of pie.
And we did…
we met…
we talked like we always do…
we shared a laugh…
a cry
and the conversation went down smoothly…
just like that slice of pie.
As we talked…as we reconnected…
how quickly time flew by…
and before we knew it we had finished…
our conversation…
and our pie
And I thought how wonderful it was to meet this way
as we hugged and said goodbye
and how easy it is to share the beauty of life
over a slice of pie
We decided to do this again and soon as possible
(not to oversimplify)
because we know time spent together with those we love
is about much more than the pie.
Cut Flowers
The scent of cut flowers arose,
Then cool water tickled her toes,
She turned with a start,
To the flower cart,
And reconnected the drainage hose.
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