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My Friendship In a Box

She used to be my best friend
Something I never thought could change
There for each other through everything 
Life without her seems so strange
No favor too big
No feeling too small
Best of friends for 40 years 
I thought we’d survived it all.
But she walked away without a word
My heart smashed against the rocks
And now all I have are tainted memories and 
My friendship in a box.
Photos spanning all those years,
100 s of cards and letters of affection
All packed away along with the hurt
Too painful to even mention
I resist the temptation to recall my faith 
For fear I might once again believe
In a friendship so enduring and safe
Recollection could only serve to deceive
I can only conclude that it was all a lie
So tired of always wondering why
It just sits on a shelf collecting dust
Like my heart it needs no locks
The desire to ever trust again 
is as sealed away as
My friendship in a box.
So rare a thing
To love someone and accept them
For exactly who they are
To love them despite their flaws;
the apparent and hidden scars
I was in awe 
Of what we had
What a fool to feel so secure
Don’t ever want to be best friends again
There’s no way to make it pure.
It sits on a shelf collecting dust
Like my heart it needs no locks
The desire to ever trust again 
is as sealed away as 
My friendship in a box.
No explanation in these many years
No apology or accusation
Just a dismissal of all I thought to be true
Like it was a figment of my imagination
But I have the proof of undying love and trust
Despite the lesson in hard knocks
It’s all packed away with my bitter heart
My friendship in a box.

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Destitute

Once middle class
Shredding away the 401K
Destitution looms

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Holes In His Boots

He’s got holes in his boots 
and he’s wearing tattered old jeans
The state of his worn-out clothes
borders on obscene
He hasn’t had a home-cooked meal
in more than a year
You’re just too busy gambling 
and slugging down cheap beer

You haven’t said you love him 
or given him a kiss
without asking him for something 
or giving him a list
You haven’t slept together
or gone out as a pair
and all those times he’s needed you
you were every where but there 

So if you want to charge me
with stealing your man away
I think you ought to listen carefully 
To what I have to say…….

You made it so damn easy
You just have to know
You might as well have wrapped him up
And tied him with a bow
You gave your man away
the day you cease to care
about who he was our how he felt
or what he had to wear
 
You gave your man away
don’t pretend that he was lost
You gave your man away
Neglect too has its cost
You gave your man away
and now that he is mine
I’m going to shower him with love 
each and every day - come rain or shine

He’s needs a haircut badly
He’s got holes in both his socks
He can’t get into the house again
Because you changed the locks

He’s lonely on the sofa
He’s lonely in his car
He’s lonely at his buddy’s party
wondering where you are

You argued when you were together
You complained when you were not
You didn’t give him much attention
and resented any that he got
When it came time to make decisions
you always disagreed
You’ve never seemed to follow 
when he tried to lead
You didn’t listen to his problems
or rejoice at his success
Then you have the nerve to wonder 
why your marriage
has digressed

You made it so damn easy
You just have to know
You might as well have wrapped him up
And tied him with a bow
You gave your man away
the day you cease to care
about who he was our how he felt
or what he had to wear

You gave your man away
don’t pretend that he was lost
You gave your man away
Neglect too has its cost
You gave your man away
and now that he is mine
I’m going to shower him with love 
each and every day - come rain or shine

He’s got holes in his boots
He’s got a big hole in his heart
And I’m going to fill that hole
And I can’t wait to start

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Avoidance

I really need my Dell computer
can’t live without a cell phone
to my ear
Anything to keep
me from being by myself,
alone
or from anyone growing too dear.

I commute to work at 8 am
I swear at the other cars 
I seclude myself behind office walls 
and wait all day to hit the bars

I have the latest model SUV
201 channels on my TV
don’t want anybody to talk to me,
I wear headphones at the gym
I got CD’s that line the walls
Voice mail to take my calls
a shopping service to hit the malls
I hug the tree and send others out on a limb.

I don’t want to be alone
Might have to ask myself some questions
I don’t want to answer why
Know if I took the time to ask myself
I know, sure as hell 
I’d lie.

I can’t spare a single moment 
not even to watch the setting sun,
Can’t smell the budding flowers 
or embrace the thundershowers
I instinctively stay on the run

I need a new stereo system 
need to blare loud music or
listen to books on disc
I need to crowd my life with merchandise 
cause idle time all by myself
poses too much risk

I’ll exchange banter with the best of you
As I swill drink after drink at the bar
I laugh and joke and make suggestive remarks 
But they don’t get me very far

Cause I don’t really know myself
And I don’t really want to know you
I just want to surround myself
with too much of nothing to do.

I really need my Dell computer
Can’t live without a cell phone
to my ear
Anything to keep
me from being by myself
alone
and facing what I fear.

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Who's Sorry Now

Draped over the gravesite
the guilt of past transgressions
Too late to repent

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Me To Be Continued

medicated but still crazy
energetic yet still lazy
an artist with no art
filled with love but no heart

Sure of what counts
just not the amounts
a best friend for life
but not one friend in sight

devoted and true
nothing I wouldn't do
I'd be considered prophetic
if only I weren't so pathetic

inspired yet defeated
the pathology's too deep seated
spiritual yet devoid
perpetually annoyed

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Licking of the Wounds

I recline in gentleness 
to view the harvest moon
rising in a Maxfield Parrish sky
My heart, my soul 
floods with feelings of longing
that the daylight hours
deny.

A restless sadness, a discontent
that beauty often musters
A gentle breeze, a gleaming moon
the stars dazzling in clusters
I reach and grasp at memories 
of such joy 
shared and cherished
wondering where I was 
or who I was 
when those tender feelings
perished.

The morning finds me weary, 
whether tears shed or suppressed,
once my heart is battled open
my mind allows me little rest.
The sunshine cascades across the floor,
The day beckons me to begin
I plunge my face back into the pillow
pushing my longing back within.
I slip out of bed and into my mask
my subtle smile of acceptance
I’ll embrace the day and find my way
Beauty swathed in loneliness 
has become my daily penance.

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Flapping In the Breeze

Clothespins squeak 
Sheets flap 
Absorbing the scent of nature

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Discouraged

Hard to not be discouraged
When the world keeps getting in your face
Hard not to give up, give in 
When you just can’t keep up the pace

More bad news
Another job lost
Just can’t keep up 
With Rising costs

Not just me
It’s everyone I know
No one has answers
Or knows where to go

I want to make things simple
But my soul is too far in debt
I prayed to Jesus to help us all out
And as they say “Jesus wept”

I want to become a modern day Robin Hood
Rob the rich to give to the poor
But I’m not quite sure how to find them
Gated villages don’t allow door to door

Life isn’t fair has gone beyond cliché
Struggle seems to be the norm
Seems like even the good days
Merely disguise the ugly storm