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Scare Me

I was trying to find the perfect quote to tell you just how much you rock. When the Jack breaks from the semi scared me so bad, I dropped my phone in the floor and lost my train of thought.

I can’t I can’t believe you. One thing I asked you to do. You claim to love me. One thing. You couldn’t leave it be. Now you have me questioning, did you really love me at all? One thing. Am I really that small? You wanna make me out to be the bad guy, fine.Continue reading “I can’t”

Single Red Shoe

A Friend for Life

Once upon a time, a story I did read. What type of friend you are, it did decree. The definition was plan. The type of friend you are was based on the time you did remain. There were several; I can’t remember them all. I will share what I can recall. If I remember correctly,Continue reading “A Friend for Life”

One more Christmas Card

After the rain

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Morning Moments

This morning, I popped into Kroger. As I get close to the door; I notice employees are just standing there watching …. something. It’s one of those moments; you have those thoughts, do I have dog poop on my pants? Leaves and twigs in my hair? What? They draw my attention to a man inContinue reading “Morning Moments”

I won’t. You want.

I want to beat you about the face and eyes. But, I won’t. I want to pound you until my arms ache. But, I won’t. That greasy spot on the pavement; that was you. But, I won’t. I want you to feel and know the pain you cause. But, you won’t. You are so wrappedContinue reading “I won’t. You want.”

True

“To thine own self to true.” How, when you’re not sure who you are?” “To thine own self to true.” How, when the world fights against you? “To thine own self to true.” And the world will crucify you. Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s.Continue reading “True”

Broken Hearted

Have you ever had a heart broken? That pain is ours to process individually. Brute force ripped my heart out , clogged danced on it in the mud, then gave back. My baptism was fresh. My zeal for God was on fire. I weaponized the Bible. It became saturated with blood and sweat. My feebleContinue reading “Broken Hearted”