IT’S A TYPE OF VIOLENCE

They say the more you love someone the more it hurts to lose them.  They say it’s worth it.  But I don’t know who “they” is. I’ve watched people dear to me lose the love of their life and… they say different things.  They want what they had back because to be without them feels…

BEREFT

Written for a friend of mine.  May your wife rest in peace. This city full of life Grew much quieter The day you left You were my wife My sole proprietor Now I am bereft Left to wander Day to day to day As months pass I sit here alone Each day I squander With…

YOU – by S.L. Allen

YOU I wish that I were an artist, then I could create with more than just words, a portrait of you. I would use blues and golds and rose hues. I would blend soft brown, amber and gold to make the color of your eyes come alive. I would then take the color of honey,…

PAINFUL STEPS

Steps They are important They carry you From point A To point B From the start To the end From danger To safety From pain To…. Steps They are important But they can’t Rid your heart Of the pain That stays Always

#BeReal – GRETCHEN KELLAWAY

My #BeReal guest today is Gretchen Kellaway. It doesn’t really happen that often.  At least not to me.  I read a piece written by a stranger and feel it was MEANT for me at exactly the right time.  Gretchen wrote this when she submitted the piece: “Here is The Dance! I believe it may have always belonged…

WASTED HEART

Love stayed home Waiting for you His doors left open Flung wide for you Given a loving space Inside his heart His mind, his soul Welcome anytime baby You can come and go Wipe your feet please Try not to make a mess But if you do, well… That’s ok too He’ll clean it up…

IT’S TIME TO FLY

I used to make hearts out of stars and turn crayons into prayers You’d whisk me away, troubles forgot taking a part of my soul with you I’d hide the pain you caused turning them into magical love songs I’d lie to the world, hiding every sin Our orchestra of bleeding violins Sometimes the memories spark and the…

IT’S NOT YOU… IT’S ME

You fall onto me A ghost from the ceiling Picking memories As if a strand of melodies Your hands search As if you’ve known me And I wonder Did you? Faint words land like tears Upon the pillow by my ears And your kiss just a whisper I cannot feel And I realize It’s me…

LEAVING EVE

Her heart the masterpiece on display As they fidget and fondle and weigh Too busy determining her value The depths to which she will sway It was Adam the first time around She wasn’t worth his sacred ground Cavorting with thieves and harlots She found simplicity to be profound Too many smiles litter the floor…