Wait, What, ME?

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List down here

One after another

The reasons you want

To be my lover

Is it the way I walk

Or how I talk

Is it the way I look

Or how I cook

Frankly sir

I’m a bit at odds

And don’t think it could be

The action of the Gods

No I really wonder

And would like to know

How you came to pick me

When you are so… WHOA

It seems so mismatched

You and me

I wonder if you fell

And now can’t see

So why don’t you just

Save me the trouble

And leave me now

Before my heart turns to rubble


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge – list

The Golden Years

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His eyes have lost their shine

His look is dull and lifeless

Giving others concern

They worry he has given up

Resigned to his fate

Time is growing shorter

His years gone by too fast

His life once gave him great joy

Now his days are dreary

The aging need our understanding

Not misguided explanations

Of how retirement should be

So he shuffles down the hallway

No longer quick and spry

And looks into the mirror to see

The embers of his dreams


Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge – dull

Waiting (WDYS #138)

The bright red boat sat waiting

Waiting for him to arrive

To swiftly take to the water

Rocking over the waves

In search of the perfect spot

He was in his element

Attuned to the lake

In a Zen state waiting himself

For that first little nibble

To bring in the big one

And capture all he can

But the time never came

A sign went on the boat

Announcing it was for sale

The fisherman can’t come

He’s casted his last line

Leaving behind a legacy

And an empty bright red boat


Written for Sadje’s What Do You See (WDYS) #138

Apology

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If I say I’m sorry

Will it take the hurt away

If I make amends

For all I have done

Will it change the past

If I sincerely apologize

For the choices I made

And where we ended up

Would you still be here today

If I said it once

I said it a million times

I am sorry

But you had your chances


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


I apologize for being absent for so long… life has been, well life and one thing after another has kept me away. Things are looking pretty good though and I am back at it, trying to catch up. Hope you are all well! (((HUGS)))

Mumbles … Thirty-three Years

Today is a tough day for me.  It was thirty-three years ago that I was thinking about our destination number one on our honeymoon only a few hours after we had said I do, taken pictures and done all the tradition reception activities.  We lived as a couple for nearly 22 years.  The last few were hard.  Alcoholism twists and torments a family until it is hard to recognize happiness.  I separated from my long term marriage sure I had failed.  But an amicable decision to divorce kept us on track as friends.  And an extremely short 2 ½ years later he died.

I will always treasure the good years we had and the WONDERFUL daughter I was left with to go on.  But after 8 years now, the death has still not killed the last of my love.  I will always keep it tucked away.  But I do yearn to find someone and wonder if there is a chance for a second “true love” for me.

I dated someone for many years, it was nothing like that “true love” and did not last.  In middle age I wonder if I will ever get that chance for butterflies in my stomach and yearns when we are apart… I have to always hold onto hope.

Here’s a little something I wrote…

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(untitled so far)

The day you said you were mine

Will always bring a smile

Although it ended tragically

It was wonderful for awhile

The laughs the smiles the tenderness

Were magical, yes it’s true

In the end it was broken

Our partnership was through

I can’t say the love was gone

It is still here strong today

It leaves me here now weeping

Wishing you hadn’t gone away

Forces have ways of changing

The life you thought you’d live

This night I sit in silence

Wishing for someone to give

The remainder of these feelings inside

A second chance for me to love

A person who will care again

And fit me like a glove

Little Do You Know

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Little do you know about me
Would you believe I still…
     Dream of your “Good nights”
     Feel the palm of your hand in mine
     Smell your favorite cologne 
(the one I had to be near you to smell)
     Feel the weight of your arm on my shoulders
     Imagine the softest kiss from your lips
     Get filled with fire at the thought of your touch

Little do you know
I still love you
… well maybe now you do

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

Fandango’s Flashback Friday – April 1st

It has been a while since I have done this, but I thought I would play along today. Fandango takes us back to a former post on this day in a past year with his Flashback Friday

. This was a fun little post I did for “retro” back in 2019

Far Out Man

There once was a man named Stan

Who thought up a wild and crazy plan

A life of retro would be

Fun and fancy free

So he decked out his old panel van


Truth or Dare

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Will you turn and face me

Will you dare to look into my eyes

To see the depth of emptiness

That I hide so deep inside

*

Will you approach me

Will you dare to speak my name

To see if I am still here

Or forever lost of mind

*

Will you ever love me

Will you dare to share a kiss

To temp me with the pleasures

That lead to simple bliss

*

Will you ever bother

Will you dare to give me hope

To give me a chance of future

Or am I a sinking boat

*

I ask you for nothing

I expect less than not

One will never know the answers

When a dream is all you’ve got