If you had asked me 3 years ago if I would ever risk meeting someone I had met over the internet I would have said, “are you mad?” How do you know who is on the other end of the screen? They could be psycho-vampire-killer-monster-zombies! But now? Now I would say I think I have…
Just 10 minutes before getting this in my email I had said these words, “I talk and I talk and my words mean nothing to you. You might hear me but you aren’t listening to me, so I give up. I will just go back to saying everything is fine.” I am fine… I know…
WRITTEN BY BRITON “PUNK ROCK PAPA” UNDERWOOD Oh meandering and wandering and wondering what I’m supposed to be Clouded in my judgement but clearly seeing you Bending over backwards and jumping through these hoops Teach an old dog new tricks for that is what you do Piece of heart a piece of soul,…
I am so happy to be presenting today’s guest blogger. He is not only funny but I really love his attitude about life and family. I have a soft spot for present, loving, and silly fathers and I encourage you to check out his blog where you can follow his adventures in fatherhood. Please support…
I miss the way your words calmed me How we used to write so eloquently Blinking cursors dancing together Creating symphonic stanzas in verse I can’t do that anymore… ever…. Not without you anyway… never… Because important pieces are missing And nobody could ever do the replacing For a short while you braved my storm…
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity. ~ Gilda…
I wrote this when I first started blogging. I guess relationships are something I have always over analyzed and today is no different. Words4jp made me think of this poem I wrote so long ago. Our relationship wouldn’t last long It was nearly over before it even began I knew it even as I held…
Learning to set the people free that want to leave is hard… it takes time for people like me.
Do you ever feel like you have a million things to say to a hundred different people but you don’t because you are afraid they won’t hear you, they won’t care, they won’t understand? We are becoming words on a screen… body language is being left out. I can say I need help but you…
It’s been a little over 25 years since my husband and I became a couple. I wrote this a year ago and it still holds as true today as it did then. I am NOT an endings kind of girl. Chances are if I ever loved you in any way then I still do; I…
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