The Daze of a Bitter Heart
dare you blow away
fluttering your dear eyes at me
i threw my heart and missed
life's a journey through each breath
though i tried to be sweet
dough rises for the baker's doe
I now know
the answer was sublime, no
I see, and read
a sea of red
a few roses on one side
some rows of make believe on the other
roles we dared onto each other
rolls of veil montages now quickly diminishing
vales of doom deepening, sadly
how?
did you hear me howl?
or know that I waited
with the weights of doom overbearing
my dear,
my dear,
my little deer, my aim was innate but not off
though my exodus oft
by you
by Yules
by your directed Yules of no's you sang in my passing
you do know I've grown among the groans?
yet i cry to my loo, often and quietly
in lieu of being your burden I should leave
like the rest of the seasonal leaves
that sink
oh how wish I was in sync with you
i do not bow ... my dear one
for i see that your doe has won
connie pachecho
10/6/17
Categories:
yules, for her, heartbroken, sad,
Form: Lyric
Through this day, I will be thoughtful...and thankful.
Thank you, Lord, for leaving me a living talent to control.
Thank you, God, for giving me a good look into my soul.
Thank you, to Those who have thus helped me be full.
Thank you, to All Those who through time did not put up with my bull.
Thank you, Dear Wife, for wedding me and adding your love to my fuel.
Thank you, Son, for singularly keeping my rules.
Thank you, Dear Family, for the dreams and memories of so many Yules.
Thank you, Teachers, for taking the time with me in school,
Thank you, Neighbors, when you knowingly let me borrow that tool.
Thank you, Friends, for your forgiveness when I've been a mule.
Thank you, to Those Who Died, that this country might be a jewel.
Thank you, as I agonize again and again on being a fool.
Throughout each day, am I never Thoughtful enough, or Thankful.
Categories:
yules, dedication, introspection, thank youme,
Form: Monorhyme