…First Shot
As children grow older their capacity to wound their parents increases. It’s hard, sometimes, as a parent, not to take it personally. Though we know they just don’t understand.
As children grow older their capacity to wound their parents increases. It’s hard, sometimes, as a parent, not to take it personally. Though we know they just don’t understand.
Inspired by something on mailfriends
Just because a word is spoken Never made the meaning true We lie, it seems, a million ways But most we see right through But what of the meaning never voiced Words meant but never uttered The "I love you" that never left my lips The truths we’ve never uttered Sometimes they’re hidden …are they… Read More »Hidden Words
For Bru 🙂
Another recap on an old subject. Back to the rules of conduct, surely, life could be more fun without those rules?
It’s true, working on a short story in the time I would normally be writing poems, so bear with me, almost done though 🙂
Stop looking at me! I feel your scrutiny Yes I cried, don’t we all? Staring you down is no challenge! What fear, what disdain can you offer What would make me care of you? What would make you matter? Your thoughts, your tutting My irritant, little more Stop talking to me! I feel your patrony… Read More »Unwanted Support
I see hope An ember in the dark Restrained from thinking ‘fire’ I watch and wait I see smiles Licking from that dying spark Restrained from thinking ‘fire’ I watch and wait I see joy Exploding from that licking flame Restrained from thinking ‘fire’ I watch and wait I see death Ash falling from a… Read More »Thinking Fire
27, not old, not young Not just right either! I frown. And what have I gained? Where do I stand? What joys have i brought? What greatness have I achieved? What did I do with 27 years… …that no other can emulate? Kick the desk Pain, I achieved pain. Hopping and clutching my shin In… Read More »Achievement
Riddles that consume me Questions that plague me Answers that defy me Explainations that fail Sitting quiet Putting down the notes Deciding to let go of the puzzle for now Then I become the riddle? Why is it your turn to Haphazardly, confusedly Openly desperately Open up the riddle? Why does my heart beat different?… Read More »A Riddle