Farewell

The winter wind is
Biting once again. Fare thee
Well, sweet summer breeze.

Please come back soon! This
Winter wind is far, far too
Bitter to withstand.

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Camouflage

mightyhunterI like to think that
I’m an expert at keeping
My feelings hidden.

But there is one who
Disagrees because he can
Read me like a book,

And I truly can’t
Wait for him to come back home,
Camouflage and all.

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Graffiti

English: Graffiti en el barrio de Aranbizkarra...

English: Graffiti en el barrio de Aranbizkarra de Vitoria-Gasteiz. Imagen tomada el 27-12-2010 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Clouds line the horizon,
Dark and gray,
Smoke rising from
A burning sky.
Nature’s graffiti
Darkens the day,
Obliterating color,
Drabbing the world.

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Beloved

Dearest Beloved,
I have no words to express
How much, how deeply I miss you.
I miss your smile.

I miss the laughter in your eyes.
I miss the way you hold me at the end of a very long day.
I miss the way you can soothe my tired,
Aching soul with but a single touch.

Dearest Beloved,
I cannot wait to see you again.
I long to feel the sunshine
Of your embrace

As I fall asleep at night,
To see the sunshine of your smile when I wake again.
I miss having your shoulder to cry on
And your hand to hold.

Dearest Beloved,
I miss you. Oh, how I miss you.
I miss sharing the day’s simple pleasures with you,
Especially now. Especially at Christmas. Especially every day.

Without you here,
Our family is fractured. Incomplete.
Without you here,
I feel tense. Off-kilter. Tired.

Dearest Beloved,
I cannot wait for you
To come home. I cannot wait to love you again.
I cannot wait.

Dearest Beloved,
I love you. I miss you. Goodnight.

connection

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Fallacy

DSC_0167It’s the most wonderful time
Of the year…or is it?

Snow comes falling down,
In great big heavy clumps,
Kids are getting sick,
And Mom’s down in the dumps.

Friends are coming down,
And the family’s in town,
And soon they’ll all
Descend upon one tiny little house.

Papers here,
Piles there,
Stresses all around,

Bills need paid,
Gifts are late,
And payday’s far away,
Hey!

Cookies here,
Cookies there,
We’re drowning in fudge,

Oh, Santa dear,
Please don’t delay,
Cuz Mama needs a break!

My take on the fallacy prompt for today’s Writing 101 challenge came to me this morning in the tune of “Jingle Bells,” as I’ve really been feeling the holiday stress lately. Are you excited for Christmas time? 

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Freedom

IMG_20151209_215651The prairie sky is
Streaked with crimson and purple
As the sun sets in

The west over a
Lonely frontier farmstead at
The edge of the known

World. A winter wind
Blows clouds in from the north, but
The people in the

House don’t care. They have
A blazing fire in the hearth
And each other. They

Are free to love; they
Are at peace with their world, and
That is all they need.

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Seconds

Seconds.
Tick-tock-tick-tock.
Wish I had a second.
Hey, mister, do ya have a second?
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Gotta find a second to
Spare.

Tick-tock-tick-tock.
Anybody have a second?
I really need some help.
Anybody have a second?
Tick-tock, tick-tock,
Don’t you have a second to
Spare?

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Sleep

2015-07-01 23.10.14To sleep, perchance to
Dream, is what I’ve longed to do
All day. And now that

I can? Ha! You know
I can’t. My darn brain won’t shut
Up and let me sleep.

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Reflection

In my reflection,
My mother watches me from
Far beyond the stars.

Others see her born
Again in me; they hear her
Every time I speak.

But I hear only
Me, and I see her only
Once in a great while.

I wish I saw her
More. I wish she were here to
Offer counsel, or

Even just a hug.
I wish I didn’t have to
Seek her out in a

Photo or in a
Memory, and I hope my
Children will never

Know this kind of pain.
I hope they’ll never have to
Seek me far beyond

The stars or wonder
What might have been, if only I
Hadn’t gone away.

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Magic

2015-08-15 16.53.53Magic lies in
All the little things; it lies in a
Glance, a kiss, a touch.
In the eyes of a
Child, magic lies everywhere.

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