Go to eat out, Alone so why care, Nothing not time or food has a taste, May forth I sweare never again, Lonely as the grave, Stone cold, Alone, Drive ins are better, Eat and go.
Moments are longer, Minutes are epic, Weight trying feels like near faiure, Sherry leaving, Feelings of standing beside me peering out! Like seeing through Alices looking glass, Was that real? Must have been, Only me and the kitties are left.
Alone is alone Paper separating love is alone. Hand in hand two are whole, Distance between is like an abyss, Cold and lonely when only, One!
Storms silently kept Lost in an Abyst missing lost smiles Sitting with loved ones Laughing Being in the moment I will miss those I love past their deaths How can those you love believe lies? How can loved ones forget times shared? Blue eyes Deep oceans tears flow Lonliness Unconsolable Labor day use to beContinue reading “Blue eyes”
Sweat glistens off her Lower back Only five feet two Eyes of blue Twinkle they do Eyes of blue Stars dim in comparison Years fill memories Her kiss still hurns within me My tears soaked my pillowcase Her fault My fault No ones fault Gone Still gone Wish a myth Knelling down Laying violet irisesContinue reading “Stunning”
Saturday night use to be mom and me Hate came to our home with lies No one cared We were harrassed Was lied about Lonliness is awake Time on my hands Still no one cares When I was a kid we’d watch Jackie Gleason Ketchup on eggs Lifewas hard Life was painful Life was lonelyContinue reading “To the moon!”
Seventy five percent Is empty Forgotten Lonely Human made Human used Bodies left in open Graves.
Through her youth Loved to twirlf Was good at it then she married a jealous man Told my best friend Told best women I ever knew biggest heart Empathic like her dear old Mom ‘Don’t dance your horrid!’ Instead of dancing with her He used his angry words Hurt her pride Crushed her heart 1956Continue reading “She danced”
A higher voice Once blessed by a new ordained Female Baptise minister Traveling dinning Mount Rushmore Mointainroom Cary Grant in North by Northwest Hitchcock thriller shot at Mt.Rushmore concession Minister who blessed this gay poet, me 1994 Reading vol.7 Neta Jackson Same old feeling of unique Inner peace when I believed as a child AllContinue reading “Neta Jackson”