Eleven

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Today is my niece’s birthday
Much loved and well thought of
Tomorrow, her new age officially
Will roll across her tongue proud
In slight departure from youth
Creating a cheek to cheek smile
A week later, this step up the
Numerical ladder will make her
Pause remembering the fun
The celebration and joy attained
With this shiny new pinnacle

She can no longer use
A visual jazz hands to
Display her decade of youth
She is eleven now, this requires
Pause, thought, reflection for her
More for all of us, fondly
Knowing she will continue
Creating laughter, love, and
Even sometimes frustration
Becoming who she wants to be
Ten lovely years chasing behind

Discouragement

Coping, Fear, Self image, , , ,

Thick rope woven
A mariner’s knot
Around my thoughts
Anchoring firmly
To the bottom
My hull of hope

Lying in wait
Anticipating
Soon from within
A potential
Storm developing
Still in the distance

Possibility
Not lost just yet
Fury will descend
In waves of strength
Freeing from the depths
My sunken treasure

My Sad Friend

Family, Fear, Friendship, Love, Memories, , ,

I am alone, I am fine
What I like and when
Though please
Don’t remind me
Of this perpetual state
That whirls and swirls
Within my head
Extension to my heart
This bitter pill to
Swallow waiting for
One of us to finally
Give up, and leave
Committing hope
For a final peace
That alone apart
Makes greater sense
Than this together alone

The Joy Changes

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My sweet coworker
Visiting my desk, relief
From task filled thoughts
Joy apparent in the familiar
Circular caress of comfort
As she shares her delight
In what she cannot fully
Appreciate nor comprehend; yet
Memory providing in
Easy recollection, my own
Nine month sabbaticals
From loneliness
Joy, ceaseless wonder
Perfected companionship
Reveling each change
Every miraculous movement
Then a familiar interruption
My youngest, calling from home
His frustration evident, crying
His schoolwork is so hard
I will be home in an hour
We will figure it out together
His angry indictment
You always have to work late
He hangs up first and I hold
The receiver silently, hesitating
In momentary consideration
Suddenly, instinctively
My coat and gloves on
Leaving an every day list
Without all expectations
Crossed off in evidence
Of unseen accomplishment
Arriving home in time for
His singing like Pavarotti
To a steamed up mirror

Incredulous

Difficult people, Friendship, Misunderstandings, , , , , , , , , ,

Demanding incredulousness
When there is no warranty
Placing blame your heart’s aim
Rewarding yourself through
Humiliation of the likely
The survey constant
Flaws, errors, mistakes
Your skillful attention once
Admirable, now sits hard
On my lap needing to be
Picked up and tossed
A clawing cat hissing
In spiteful departure
No attachment no love
Simply landing without pause
Off in search of new prey