Fandango’s Friday Flashback – August 23rd

I know I am a day late,,, if you don’t tell anyone I won’t either.  This weeks flashback is to a poem I did on August 23, 2017.  Only two years ago, but before that my posting was very hit and miss here and there.  So sit back and enjoy this little poem first published here .

More Than A Song

The music blasts through the headphones

Like a symphony lifting me skyward

The harmony seems to ooze out into my brain

Changing my pulse into a bass line

My brain waves into a melody

And I can soar like a bird forever free

 

Please Stop (FOWC)

Her candor cut to the point
She had been brutally honest
Telling him the truth
He was slowly killing himself
She compared it to
Suicide with a butter knife
Slow and agonizing
He just refused to see it
And would most certainly
Never do anything to fix it
If only he would show signs
That he was trying to get help
She would stay and fight
But watching him fall apart
Was killing her slowly too
And this was how she would
Ultimately save herself and her daughter
With a new freedom
It was too late to save him
He died in less than two years

 

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

A New Flag

The news is full of hate these days

Leaving us full of sadness

I feel powerless as one to change things

If only we could unfurl a new flag

One of freedom, unity and respect

For the whole world to stand behind

But as long as there are egos in power

Peace and love are only hopes and wishes

In the minds of the few who still dare to dream

Happy and Grateful – Day 185

July brings fireworks, picnics, pools and air conditioning. It is a time for those of us in the USA to celebrate our “birthday” and a personal time for me to celebrate life. It is hot and humid days and thunderstorms cooked up at night. I am continuing my challenge to find happiness and gratitude in every day. Join along in the comments or on your own blog. There is always good in every day.

Today was a pretty hot and humid day, but it cooled off a bit at sunset for a nice night to watch some fireworks.  There had been talk this weekend that storms might move in for the holiday but nothing buy a few puffy white clouds most of the day.

It was a perfect day to visit with my daughter… every and any day is perfect for that.  She came over after work this afternoon and we watched some of our taped soap opera and she brought her laundry to do.  We had a nice visit and as always it made me happy.  She joined us for the fireworks in the town just east of us (it is where she grew up) and we had fun.

The part of the day that I am grateful for is easy.  All of the men and women through the years who have given of themselves to first of all gain our freedom and continue to keep it.  I am truly grateful for all who have served this country in battle time and peace time both.  Thank you!

Now I need to sleep … the neighbors have finally stopped with the fireworks for the night I think so I should be able to get to sleep.  Remember to embrace your happiness.  Good night.

Growth

She was relieved

He was gone

No longer would she ever

Feel like a pawn

His ways of controlling

Were now in the past

This new found freedom

Was destined to last

Not because she felt

She would always be alone

But because of maturity

And the way she had grown

A new life she wanted

One of satisfaction

Built on trust

And mutual attraction

And peace and hope

Would be part of each day

For now she was happy

She was well on her way

Day 27 – The Drive

Today’s moment of happiness was a temporary feeling of freedom.  I had a destination, but it still felt for a little while that I was on the road to freedom.  I was in control of the car.  I was in control of the radio, the windows open – hair blowing in the wind,  where I would go to reach my destination.  I was free for a moment.  I was on the open road.  I had no concerns except what the other cars were doing.  Just that 10 minute drive was enough to give me a little joy on a pretty ordinary day.

 

open road stretched before me

pain and failure behind

hair blowing in the wind

no destination in mind

radio playing a favorite song

no cares holding me back

the other cars don’t bother me

clear windshield ahead

a freedom merely miles away…