Tag: life

Paper mache heart

An empty heart can still be seen,
making the perfect mold to cast over.
Strips, unevenly torn, of red and pink—
the bits I kept that meant the most—
are lightly brushed over
with a blended mixture of
wishful thinking and tears of “I Love You.”
Decorated with ribbons, bows, and lace,
helps keep everything in place.
They overlap,
trying to cover the pain
from “We’re Over.”
It’s how I see my heart—
the perfect gift
for myself.

Homesick

When I’m able to,

I talk to the moon to remind you

that there’s nothing wrong

with missing home—

you are not alone.

 

Like an untamable breeze,

you were meant to be wild and free.

Free to go anywhere,

giving what you can share.

Home will always be here.

 

Wipe away the tears I can’t see

and put your trust in me.

You’re just a call away

to hear a familiar face.

I’m home and I’ll always invite you to stay.

Tune in to Good Times

When I was a little boy,
I didn’t have a favorite toy.
What I did have was a radio.
Turning the dial
was something memorable
when I wanted to forget about it all.

Johnny Cash kept me company.
Sam Cooke had me singing.
When I searched for inspiration,
I tuned in to a local station
and drift off with my imagination.

Going through my stuff
I finally found where it was.
Without it this whole time,
it came back into my life.
Dusting it off and closing my eyes,
I turned the dial and reminisced on good times.

Another round of Memories

In the company of January’s silence,

I raise a glass in remembrance

to who I used to be.

Drunk off flashbacks,

I timidly raise a glass—

Another round of memories.

 

Here’s to the smiles I’ve lost

and all the pain I’ve caused—

I raise my glass to you.

To all the future misadventures

and other endeavors

I’m about to do.

 

May the years of mistakes

show me a better way

to be the ideal me.

Let me fill this glass again—

happiness, sadness…Fill it to the brim!

Another round of memories

please?