Healing Hope

Thanks to my past loves

My heart has been broken,

But I’ve got a makeshift heart

Put together with pieces of hope.

The shattered shards,

That you left behind,

Can finally beat again.

Now I see a future on the horizon

Where love may still grow.

All I need to resuscitate my heart

Is a boost of confidence,

From someone’s longing glance,

The brush of a hand against mine

Or a shared moment of joy.

He is my cure.

He is waiting for me.

Is he you?

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – makeshift

Up The Ladder

The meeting was to take place at 1 o’clock.  Kathy dreaded the thought of two hours of nonstop boredom.  But this was a meeting with the West Coast division of advertising, and she knew she wanted to move up at the agency.  Putting on a good show at this meeting would give her good brownie points.  She had already put in 11 years of hard work and knew it was just a matter of time before she either moved up or moved on.

The intercom buzzed and her secretary said, “The meeting starts in 8 minutes, you better go now.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – division

Are You Ready

Sam turned to the doorway and yelled, “Did you get the gift order done yet?  I want that done before we leave tonight.”

David was sitting at his computer and he hated when she yelled across the house to him.  Would it kill her to walk over here and talk to him?  “I am at Amazon as we speak,” he yelled back to her reluctantly.  As he scrolled through the pages of golf gift, he thought to himself, “I should just order something for me too.  She will never notice.”

Just then she popped into the doorway, “I’ll be ready in 3 minutes, how is the order coming,” she asked.

“Just getting to the right page,” he said worried she knew he had been looking for himself.  He blushed slightly and sighed, getting back to the golf gift for Sam’s Dad.

Sam popped back into the doorway announcing she was ready.  “And how about you?  Are you ready?”

David clicked a few keys on the computer and said, “Just checking for the confirmation email.”

“Good, now take me out to dinner, you handsome man.”  And with that they walked out of the room.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – order

Stronger

As the sunlight fades

The shadows grow deeper

And my demons

Try to take over

Telling me I’m no good

No one cares

And I just bring pain

To those I love

I tell myself to beware

Those demons speak lies

Twist up my thoughts

And leave me broken

Tonight as the shadows grow

I must try to stay strong

Stronger than the darkness

That haunts my nights

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – beware

Mumbles … Power

Things my Dad and my Gma (Dad’s Mom) used to say have stuck with me throughout the years.  When I saw this prompt all I could think of was the man…

You look like the man.

What man?

The man with the power.

What power?

The power of voodoo.

Who do?

You do.

Do what?

Look like the man.

What man?

…and on and on it goes.  I can remember saying that with both of them and they would use funny voices and wild expressions.  I wish I could remember about the man on the stairs who wasn’t there.  Something like “He wasn’t there again today, oh how I wish he’d go away.”  I think that one is a Lewis Carol poem.  I know the one about beating your child when he sneezes came from the mind of Lewis Carol…

Speak roughly to your little boy,

And beat him when he sneezes.

He only does it to annoy,

Because he knows it teases.

And there is a second verse on that one but I can’t recall it right now.  I know there were others, but sadly I don’t remember them.  Those are some wonderful memories from my youth.  Did you have any special poems or sayings you recall fondly from your childhood?  Please share them in the comments or your own blog.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – power

Doors

Another door slammed in my face,

Soon there will be nowhere left to go.

No one to talk to when things are rough.

No one to help making me feel useful.

I must just push too much,

Trying to force my way in;

Into any kind of a relationship.

Somewhere I can belong again.

I just need one more opening,

One more chance to get it right.

Maybe I won’t lose again.

Maybe I can find a friend

Who will open up and stay,

No matter how much I care.

So, I keep walking the hall

Looking for an open door,

Looking for you.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – opening

Lick It And Stick It

The women were standing in a kitchen going through a cupboard and a drawer when Trish said, “Oh my!  That takes me back a few years.”

The younger woman turned and said, “What is it mom?”

“These are Regal trading stamps.  We used to get them every time we went to the grocery store.”

“What for?”

“You took them home and put them into booklets saving them up to get things out of a catalog.  It was a really nice perk for shopping at the store.”

“Why did they stop doing it?”

“It was probably costing the store too much.”

“It sounds kind of fun.”

“It was.  It just took forever to save for the really good stuff.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – regal

It’s Alive

Sally put the car in park and ran across the street to meet her daughter for coffee.  The two of them chatted for a while and then the two left to go to the library.  Walking to her car Sally was laughing at a joke her daughter had shared when she stopped in her tracks.  There on her car was a parking ticket.  “Oh no,” she said.  “I forgot to feed the meter.

Her daughter just laughed and said, “The meter got angry and bit back at you.”

“Ha, ha.  I recall you getting one not that long ago.”

“Touché.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – meter