River Split in Two

Down this path 

I walk on

Guided by tall trees

Next to the bees

Pollinating near by 

Row on row the flowers bloom

The entrance to a river bed

The river spilt 

Into two ways one left 

One right

The left is straight and narrow

No bends or curves

Leading on and on

To the right it's bends

Are tight to the sight 

With rapids every couple feet

In my boat a descion lies

ahead do I follow the straight and narrow?

Or the right with bumps and curves

Tough and difficult to ride.

I'll flip a coin 

I thought, tales left, heads right 

Flipped the old silver 

Lands in the river.

Play the old pick and choose 

Enie minie moe

How does that song go?

Now which way?

Suddenly a gentle voice says go right my child for I am with you.

Never fear for I am here

But I want to go left 

Less work

For my old boat.

Then again go right I am with you

Never fear for I am here.

So I ponder and wonder 

Okay you win I go right.

Tight fight 

Dodging every bend and rock

Every bump and dump

My bow makes 

Gives me shakes 

At the end I see the left

Ending at a waterfall 

100 feet did it drop

No wonder I stopped

By the voice who gave me the choice

To save my life or end it and all I know of if.

Beware

Whispers of the trees

Carry their tales through the wind

Taking them miles and miles away.

Echoing from one to the next.

Below leaves dance and prance 

To the rhythm of the whispers.

Stories and tragedies 

Leave their mark 

In the songs of the mellow lark

Who sings among the whispers

Of the trees

Who see

The untold

Past that lasts

Until peace

Nits and sows

All the broken bones

Laying beneath the forrest

That are not at rest.

Be careful when entering

You may see more

Then you'll ever want to know. 

Not alone

When I feel alone

You are always there.

Telling me I'm not the only one

Who feels this way

your voice 

a warm blanket

cuddling close

to me at night.

Making me feel safe and sound.

your hold becomes tighter

as I become frightened

of the violent thunder

roaring words that swirl and taunt

but your my safe haven.

Holding me in the night

singing lullabies

a soft gentle

one that is mine

forever in all of time.

Eyes like Ice

Cold as ice

As though it may seem

With gently brush touch of blue

Pierce my soul

How could such

A beauty   

With a heart of mercy

Have such pain.

It Glows in your eyes

As I look deeper

And gaze on and on

Another story is told 

Not by mouth

But blue windows

Holding secrets

Kept inside. 

Sheets of ice go on

For miles and miles

I whisper 

Darling come now

It's safe

The pain of yesterday has melted 

Come now

I have your hand 

I am by your side 

Forever and ever

Through every sunrise.

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Little Kid

I can hear my wind chimes

Of my home

Gently play lost songs 

That once brought joy 

Love into the earth.

Sun shining bright 

Welcoming the day 

As I play 

With my old friends

With a kick and a flick

Of our feet 

We play ball in the street .

I can hear my mom call me in

For supper to begin

I want to stay out on this warm night 

Play till everyone is out of sight

The time I can see every street lamp

Light the quiet road between rows 

Of houses on every corner.

I close my eyes and imagine

I'm a great dectective sloving in the night 

But bed time awaits 

For my young bones

I sleep till another day comes

Free at last

Coming out of that old chevy
was my baby
On our first day
What could I say
I didn't know what was coming
But what I saw standing
Struck my heart.

At first we didn't talk
Just walked and stared
shy as can be
I wonder you see
When you look at me.

Then my chains fell to my feet
I am finally free
From what was once holding me back

Covered in muck
This really sucked
I didnt look like a princess
When we met

That night at the fire
glowing bright with desire
Our eyes got lost
Then our lips met


Then my chains fell to my feet
I am finally free
From what was once holding me back


I can breathe in 

Hold you close 

Till I fall asleep in your arms

Keeping me safe from harm 

I am free

ill child

Ding ding 

The chimes are singing 

A warm sun grinning 

Come Come 

Enjoy this lovely day

Come out to play 

Hear the squeaks and creeks

Of children on a titer toter

Endless laughter in their joyous smiles 

All around

Bringing happiness abound

I smile and watch behind

The glass wondering 

What it would be like 

To dance and prance 

In the wonderful romance 

Of merryment.

Trapped and slapped 

Shut in my cage 

My master is quite a rage

I sit and beg to join

The joking and laughter.

All in all he gets madder

"Your a sick child, 

Stay inside where it's nice and mild.

(To be continued)

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My Cave

With merriment I ran around in circles dancing with the paper. Laughing joyously the coordinates to the next clue were in my hands. To the office! I commanded my self. I approach my mahogany gateway to then opened to a persian rug, cherry wood floor with at the tip of the carpet, a midnight colored desk with swirls carved into the wood. Another fire place to my right cracks and sparks peacefully.

To the left my grandfather clock ticks quietly matching the rhythm of the fire.

My desk is different than most. Instead of engraved plated name tags, staplers,  or pictures of my kin. I simply, have a chemistry lab and a few notebook papers and pencils. 

Something to give a little excitement to the case. 

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Drunk Love

I come to see

your gleaming smile

shining from sea to shining sea

The warmth you bring

like a cozy fire on a winters night

keeps me grounded

as I am far from home

Your laugh and courage

inspires me

to keep being me.

But as you pour another drink

the toxin begins to sink.

Words are Words

What is spewed out of ones mouth

vibrates the very earth you stand on.

Shakes and quakes.

Damaging those next to you.

Out of your loving mouth 

words of hate and pain

tear my heart.

YOU WILL have this

You will be that.

Like a knife the words rip and tear.

But I still treasure you. 

I still care.

I still love you. . . 

Love,

 Your Granddaughter

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Give up, End this.

Ashes cry from the sky

day break never dawned

endless clouds

paint the sky grey.

Here I lay among the ashes

with all my lashes.

Scares and souvenirs,

streaming out my tears.

I lay frozen in time

no where to run

no where to hide.

My brokeness and pain.

played their game

to tear my heart apart.

I have nothing left.

"End this now I say"

I shout to nothing but echo.

Giving up 

will leave a sweet taste in my mouth.

To end this pain.

But my heart

urges and whispers 

Go on continue 

you journey.

Close your eyes,

For the one who loves you the most.

Will be there till the end.

He is watching 

Smiling of how proud 

He is of his child.

Go on for  him

No one else.

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Blank Blank Blank

Here lies a blank page

nothing is written

In ink or in pen

nor pencil 

in red, blue, yellow, and green.

Pale snow white

is what I have come to write.

Sit and wait

till the pages begin to state.

A story untold from  afar

or closer to the heart. 

In deep poetry

or a short story.

Maybe I could write a novel.

For now I have a blank page.

Nothing is written

In ink or pen

nor pencil

 of red, blue, yellow, and green.

The true story is hidden

deep in my memory

already written

in my book of history.

Of adventures.

Limitless

even past the sky above.

My love.

Because stories are never written.

But lived.

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The Stowaway and I

Call me Mr. Unlucky.

 I'm on my way.

To the place I know.

I call home.

Covered in snow

As though it may seem.

Nothing but delays

And a stowaway.

That follows me

and sits beside me.

Stiring a Strom

Of Rage 

With a cup of frustration

I come to the train station

I fondel my bags 

My head sags 

A missing wallet 

I have been robbed 

Every penny. 

I tried renting a car 

Hoping it would get me far.

My stoe away and I 

Blast the radio 

And sing 

But the car begins to ding

Over heating engine

Trying to avoid being singed

With a bang the car flames

I hate life's games!

I shout about 

Cursing at the sky 

Wondering why

This keeps happening

Though there is some good to this story 

The stowaway keeps me company

On my endless journey back home

We have no money

No hope 

No reason to try 

But a family 

Will soon be mine

No matter how long 

This journey maybe 

We've got each other just you and me.

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The March Of the Fourth

Red white and blue

Blast and burst 

With a Bang!

One hundred times

Declaring hope, pride

Home we carry on our backs

In battle with the blood and sweat 

We Howel victory 

Weeping and praying are the only things

Keeping you and me going.

Red white and blue

A blast and a burst

Bang Bang Bang

The cannons go

For there is more to come then we know.

Freedom we stand 

Heart to heart

Hand in Hand.

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I Wonder

I wonder

how the stars are placed

oh so perfect.

With a white eye

lighting the way

when the  sun

sleeps.

I wonder

what he would be. 

How he talks.

His voice.

His honesty, thoughts

I wonder when we meet

will he sweep me 

off my feet?

Ive only heard wonders

and love.

From the lovely dove.

I wonder

if he'll smile.

A mile.

Come with me to 

my willow tree.

I wonder

If he'll stay 

or go away.

If he's crouch 

walking about.

I wonder if he's as sweet and deep as the stars

in the night sky.

I wonder?

I wonder?

I wonder?

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