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Lost
I am lost,
where do I turn?
Do I go left,
right or
forward?
Or do I go
back the way I came?
There are no signs
pointed to where
or what I want is waiting.
How do I find you?
Where did you go?
Why did you leave me
alone and on my own?
where do I turn?
Do I go left,
right or
forward?
Or do I go
back the way I came?
There are no signs
pointed to where
or what I want is waiting.
How do I find you?
Where did you go?
Why did you leave me
alone and on my own?
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Winter Nights
Winter nights,
it's cold outside,
the dogs sleep by my feet.
Long, dark nights,
lonely and quiet,
I am not ready for these.
Soup for one,
and a handful of crackers,
when I'd much rather be
making a pot of chili to share.
My bed, cold, empty and
often too big.
I long to find comfort there,
warm arms to hold me.
it's cold outside,
the dogs sleep by my feet.
Long, dark nights,
lonely and quiet,
I am not ready for these.
Soup for one,
and a handful of crackers,
when I'd much rather be
making a pot of chili to share.
My bed, cold, empty and
often too big.
I long to find comfort there,
warm arms to hold me.
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Colorado
Your rugged peaks of colors I didn't grow up with,
rich sands, reds, coppers and soft sage greens.
Tree lines, elk, bears, mountain lions,
Garden of the Gods, what a magnificent place.
Winters where the sun shines.
Magpies building stick nests.
Abbot's squirrels with cute tufted ears.
These are some of the things I will miss,
when I leave you.
rich sands, reds, coppers and soft sage greens.
Tree lines, elk, bears, mountain lions,
Garden of the Gods, what a magnificent place.
Winters where the sun shines.
Magpies building stick nests.
Abbot's squirrels with cute tufted ears.
These are some of the things I will miss,
when I leave you.
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Failed
Failed as a wife,
Failed as a girl friend,
Failed as a friend to some,
Failed as a lover,
Failed as even a slave.
Failed my dogs as well,
unable to find a place for us
to live.
Failed.
Failed.
Failed.
I am a failure and flawed.
Little right with me,
as others see me.
Failed.
Failed everywhere I turn,
except that I keep getting up
and trying again.... only to
Fail.
Failed as a girl friend,
Failed as a friend to some,
Failed as a lover,
Failed as even a slave.
Failed my dogs as well,
unable to find a place for us
to live.
Failed.
Failed.
Failed.
I am a failure and flawed.
Little right with me,
as others see me.
Failed.
Failed everywhere I turn,
except that I keep getting up
and trying again.... only to
Fail.
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Just thoughts on my life
I know animals. Cats, dogs and horses, specifically. I understand them, they have never disappointed me, broken my heart or toyed with my emotions like people have. When I say my animals are my family, it is truer than most anything. No, I didn't give birth to my dogs, but they are my children, my friends, my family. They have never let me down. The only hurt I have received from my animals is when they have had to leave me...then my heart breaks, but not the same way as when a person just decides they don't want you in their life anymore.
Now, people on the other hand....they lie,...
Now, people on the other hand....they lie,...
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Distant Thunder
I have no faith in anything,
except the sun will rise and set,
after it's trip thru the skies.
Bringing us warmth on winter days
and growing crops in summer.
The sun is sometimes hidden
behind thick grey clouds
that threaten rain.
And I hear distant thunder.
except the sun will rise and set,
after it's trip thru the skies.
Bringing us warmth on winter days
and growing crops in summer.
The sun is sometimes hidden
behind thick grey clouds
that threaten rain.
And I hear distant thunder.
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All I Can Do...
Why can't I yell and scream,
get all these emotions out of me?
I've never been able to,
feel relief from this grief,
this all encompassing grief,
so real, the knots inside of me,
that only tighten around my heart.
If only I could yell and scream,
vocally throw those knots out,
let my life rest.
But I can't, never have been able,
to do this one simply thing,
instead I hold it all inside until
release comes in the form of tears.
So many tears, so much...
get all these emotions out of me?
I've never been able to,
feel relief from this grief,
this all encompassing grief,
so real, the knots inside of me,
that only tighten around my heart.
If only I could yell and scream,
vocally throw those knots out,
let my life rest.
But I can't, never have been able,
to do this one simply thing,
instead I hold it all inside until
release comes in the form of tears.
So many tears, so much...
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Pretty words
Pretty words that stab the heart
friends who turn out not
I should not trust again
except for my dogs at least
pretty words that stab the heart
cause tears of blood
that can't be washed away
I must not trust again
no one is real, no one truthful
each breaks off a piece of my heart
til there is no amount of love or glue
that will put it back together
again.
friends who turn out not
I should not trust again
except for my dogs at least
pretty words that stab the heart
cause tears of blood
that can't be washed away
I must not trust again
no one is real, no one truthful
each breaks off a piece of my heart
til there is no amount of love or glue
that will put it back together
again.
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When It Rains
When it rains,
I am free to cry in public.
After all, no one bothers to look at anyone
else while hustling thru the storm.
It gives me a new freedom,
to let my feelings go.
To not keep them bottled up,
fighting to stay in control.
The ability to let the tears flow,
down my cheeks, mixing with rain.
The saltiness being washed away,
by fresh water from heaven.
My eyes and heart relieved of
some of their burden.
So when the rains end,
I can smile again.
I am free to cry in public.
After all, no one bothers to look at anyone
else while hustling thru the storm.
It gives me a new freedom,
to let my feelings go.
To not keep them bottled up,
fighting to stay in control.
The ability to let the tears flow,
down my cheeks, mixing with rain.
The saltiness being washed away,
by fresh water from heaven.
My eyes and heart relieved of
some of their burden.
So when the rains end,
I can smile again.
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Thinking of you, Dad
Fuzz, Specs, Notch, Dum-dum, Beauty
are a few of their names,
not like they really know them.
But visit me on a daily basis
they do and a couple even take
peanuts from my fingers ever so gently.
There was one day though, that Fuzz
thought my toe was a really big peanut,
he didn't get far with it.
Around and thru the trees they frolic,
chasing each other,
hanging upside down and stretching.
My dad brought me to feeding the
wild birds and squirrels.
I think of him often...
are a few of their names,
not like they really know them.
But visit me on a daily basis
they do and a couple even take
peanuts from my fingers ever so gently.
There was one day though, that Fuzz
thought my toe was a really big peanut,
he didn't get far with it.
Around and thru the trees they frolic,
chasing each other,
hanging upside down and stretching.
My dad brought me to feeding the
wild birds and squirrels.
I think of him often...
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Saying Goodbye
How does one do this?
Do you simply turn your back on whatever you wish to not see or do and walk away?
Do you consider the feelings of the others involved?
Do I simply throw effigies of these things into a bonfire while dancing with wild abandon?
The flames engulfing and devouring my life?
Bits and pieces of it floating into the clouds?
Will my words, thoughts and deeds be spread to the heavens and beyond?
Will those who I have left behind, understand?
Accept?
Or will they, in turn, burn me in effigy?
...
Do you simply turn your back on whatever you wish to not see or do and walk away?
Do you consider the feelings of the others involved?
Do I simply throw effigies of these things into a bonfire while dancing with wild abandon?
The flames engulfing and devouring my life?
Bits and pieces of it floating into the clouds?
Will my words, thoughts and deeds be spread to the heavens and beyond?
Will those who I have left behind, understand?
Accept?
Or will they, in turn, burn me in effigy?
...
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Wasn't It Just Yesterday?
Wasn't it just yesterday
that the trees were bare of leaves?
the yards were brown, grass not growing?
Wasn't it just yesterday
it was too cold to sit out and feed the squirrels?
we needed socks and shoes or winter boots?
Wasn't it just yesterday
you said you loved me?
and I believed you?
Wasn't it just yesterday
that we made plans, shared our dreams?
talked about where to live?
Wasn't it just yesterday
that you left me?
that the trees were bare of leaves?
the yards were brown, grass not growing?
Wasn't it just yesterday
it was too cold to sit out and feed the squirrels?
we needed socks and shoes or winter boots?
Wasn't it just yesterday
you said you loved me?
and I believed you?
Wasn't it just yesterday
that we made plans, shared our dreams?
talked about where to live?
Wasn't it just yesterday
that you left me?
767 reads
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