Month: December 2012

Aging Wisdom

He used to be so strong

But gravity and time

Have done their worst-

Pulling on his skin

Stretching it

Making it sag

Before replacing it

Back onto his face, his body

Making him look aged

Well beyond his years.

 

He used to be an extrovert

Easygoing and outgoing

But his age is catching up with him

While his friends and family

Leave him behind-

Left to fend for himself

Without company

Or even a helping hand.

 

He used to be naive

But life has been rough on him-

He has struggled

And strived for success

As he wares himself out

Working hard to obtain

The American Dream

Gone are his looks

Youth and innocence

Replaced with the wisdom of an experienced man.

You And I

What else is there for me to say?

You and I love much the same way

You’ll love me past when my hair turns gray

And I’ll love you until our very last day.

With all the fights that we’ll keep at bay

I’ll look at you, and I’ll think and I’ll pray

That nothing will change as we lay

And we will always be happy and gay.

What It Takes To Be Me

A mother who cares a little longer

A father who has grown up stronger

A brother who’s learned right from wrong

A lover with whom I know I belong

All of these added to my life’s shelf

Plus me, so I can be myself.

Sleep

He evades me

And hides in the shadows

Each time I yearn for him

And call out his name.

 

When I least expect it,

He reaches out to me

With smoke-like tendrels for fingers

Trying to grasp me

And claim me as his own.

 

I need him and crave him

For without him, I am diminished

A mere shell

Without a soul.

Life Lessons

Bring me life

I’ll take away your pain

If you forget about our strife

And think of all you have to gain

As you watch days go by

Looking at a mirrored self

You say with a sigh

That life is more than wealth

And that when I grew older

If I remember this, I’ll see

Instead of getting colder

In winter I’ll have someone loving me.

Restoration Angel

When you came into my life

You sent my tattered self away

To bring me back; restored

As a new being.

Golden follicles flowing in the wind

That your wings created

Beating against the sky like a heartbeat

Giving life where their tips touched.

You came to me,

Kept me safe within your hold

Rescued me, restored me

And saved me,

my Restoration Angel.

Relief/Pain

Relief is what I’m supposed to feel,

But I feel none.

I want to feel numb

My body becoming a shell, protected

From any hurt that could possibly come my way,

My body enveloped in a shield.

I want to feel better

Be on the path for recovery

A better, fuller life.

But all I feel is pain.

Even Though We’re Not

A hand that caresses my face

With long fingers full of grace

And makes me think your hurt is erased

Even though it’s not.

 

A cascade of words that fall to the ground

Repelled by your cold gaze and piling up in a mound

But I still think I’m strong enough to make a sound

Even though I’m not.

 

A laugh that tickles my ear

Sends a chill down my spine when I hear

For it makes me think that you are near

Even though you’re not.

 

All the things I wish I could say

To turn back time and find a new way

To make me think that we’re okay

Even though we’re not.

 

The Life of a Butterfly

An egg

Tiny and round

Decorated with fine deep ridges

And microscopic internal architecture

More complex than its shell.

Mother left it behind

Attached to a leaf

A luscious green solitude

With a home and food nearby.

 

A caterpillar

A long eccentric worm

With 8 bit stripes and spindly-

Dangerous hairs.

It grows

It learns

It sheds its skin.

 

A chrysalis

The shell of a transformation

A new beginning

From youth to adult

Naivete to wisdom

And growth-

Tissues broken down

New structures, new architecture built

Made from browns and greens

That camouflage and protect.

 

An adult

A colorful butterfly emerges

Spreads its wings for the first time

Trying them on for size

And feeling beautiful,

Full of life

Ready to fall in love

See new places

And thrive.

A Kiss

A smile, a kiss
Of an adolescent love
From days of old
That I miss.

A smile, a hug
Weighed down with
Decaying promises
In this hole that I dug.

A smile, a wave
Of a temporary goodbye
That takes strength
And shows we’re brave.