Hard to imagine

When I was a kid never thought mom and dad will be gone. Dad’s been gone since twenty twelve, Wish dad never left, I miss mom every breathe My half sister like a hungry dog started Gaslighting mom to force her from her home, Twenty-ten, Diana’s last husband divorced her after one year. See menContinue reading “Hard to imagine”

Like a scale

Life is weighed, Losses and gains tallied, Lost Ellen Beth Heike Mathis my blood sister died from guilt. Her sons think alcohol I know it was pain and torment from our narcississitic half sister. Ellen wanted to help mom and me Diana said no.Ellen hid in beer. Alcoholism ugly way to die. People assume peopleContinue reading “Like a scale”

Where ever she went

Smoke filled no air, Music hummed, She did the elephant, The chicken, Drank Leinenkugel’s, Cared nothing… I mean nothing for sports! Radio’s were for tunes, Helen Ready, John Couger Melloncap Ellen saw him in concert at least 5 times, Loved Fleetwood Mac Once was OK with Country Dated Gary Hovey A good guy, Married ShawnContinue reading “Where ever she went”

Bleak

Words bring thought Stir conscious Envoke feeling Stir pot Ruminate in my meloncholy gut The sky in northern Iowa now ‘Bleak!’ Great word Poets friend Sculptors knife Medium Chunk of wood Canves Vocabulary Intination Cadence All returns like humanity to dust Yet sift through ones we love We are more then dust Uncle Norm wasContinue reading “Bleak”

Top of the world

Not heard my mom giggle Not heard her say hi Val Not heard Marian D Heike laugh Tell a joke ‘I took a neck from some beer bottle, And from a horse I took some hair, I took some hair And I put them all together With some wire and some glue And I gotContinue reading “Top of the world”

How does a saver of plastic bottles throw away her only blood sister?

Her innocent blood sister? If I knew that the hole in my heart could be fixed. Not a world away she sits beer in her hand. Ellen Mathis told me January 2015 stood right dab on front of me she knew I was innocent if Ever harming anyone but could do Nothing about it! IContinue reading “How does a saver of plastic bottles throw away her only blood sister?”

Why are friends hard to make?

When I was young I thought one friend was enough.Others had a number. My best dearest was my mom.Then my nephews outted me. I have no idea how. I had never dated anyone. I had always loved women.They always had more class then me.I’m a rare odd breed.I love hard,true and steadfast know none ofContinue reading “Why are friends hard to make?”