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An Unshed Tear

The look on my friend’s face as he

told me a snippet of his childhood

has haunted me for nearly

twenty-five years

 

I thought of him today and when

he shared with me his growing up

in an eye-blink town in the middle

of the harsh Texas Panhandle

 

His parents divorced when he was

very young and he and his mother

moved back home with his grandmother

Being raised by his mother, grandmother,

and a gaggle of aunts in an

old school family with no male role model

and too many ‘old lady’ rules

shaped his life

 

Tears gather as he talked

but never escaped

…Big boys don’t cry and all

that Southern Bullshit

…Never show emotions

Still upper lip

You know the drill

 

He continued the story by

telling me his father, new wife

and teenage son now lived

in the rural Texas town where

I grew up and my mother

still lived

 

Asking if I knew them

I replied … No, but the

name and their business

were both familiar to me

 

His teenage half-brother was a

local star athlete he told me

‘My father now has the son

I could never be’

were the words that

brought tears to his

middle-aged eyes

 

Those words stuck with me

all the years

as did the unshed tears

Deep inside that little boy

raised by all those women

blamed himself for the loss

of his father …

his family …

And perhaps what might

have been a different life

 

Copyright © 2017 Annie
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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Writer’s Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt – 353 – Nothing

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For today’s prompt, write a nothing important poem. Maybe it’s a poem about an unimportant tool, plant, animal, or even person. Of course, sometimes the unimportant things are revealed to be the most important of all. So leave no unimportant stone unturned in search of your poem.

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Nothing …

I tried repeatedly to tell you how I felt

I needed you to understand what was

happening in my life

What I was going through

And …

Why I was not myself

 

As usual

You were only concerned with

yourself and what you thought

was important in your life and

continually ignored my pain

My need to talk to you

My need to tell you everything

in hopes you would understand

went unnoticed

brushed off as unimportant

 

Your actions and your words

made me feel even more

like what I was experiencing

was …

Nothing Important …

 

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Clarity

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Clarity

Most of us go through life

thinking everything we

hear and see is the truth

that people are basic

good and never something

other than they seem

 

When that view of someone

suddenly…

unexpectedly…

we are not only surprised

to be blinded sided

But…

we are deeply hurt

Then…

Angered to the depths

of our soul …

Heartbroken to the point

there can never be

Trust in that person

 

When time and events

are reviewed we realize

the clues were there

day by day,

week by week,

And…

month by month

Which gives that

release of hurt and

pain and produces

the final moment of

CLARITY…

 

 

Always Open …

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My downfall …

Or is it …

Always Open …

Open to new people…

Ideas…

Opportunities…

Too trusting of these

Always thinking

the best of others

the best of opportunities

Yet …

My open trust has led to

pain …

heartache…

and being taken

advantage of by  those

who prey on the

trust of people like me

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

 

Poems Inside …

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Every day…

Every night…

More times than

I can count

Poetry flows through

my mind

Some are fleeting and

never are caught

long enough to find

a home … either

on paper

or …

my computer screen

 

My life is a series of

Poems …

Some good …

Most not …

But poems nevertheless

that define me…

my life…

my struggles…

my joy…

my tears…

my pain…

Words that cannot hide

in the deep dark

recesses of my mind …

 

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

 

Crying …

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Writing Outside the Lines – Prompt 15

This week has seen several rainy days. Rain creates many different feelings, emotions, reactions for each of us. Use the picture to write your response to this week’s prompt.

 

Crying …

The world is at a loss

Too much hatred

Too much senseless death

Too much destruction

of the …

Mind…

Body…

Soul…

 

As I cry, so does

the World with me

Shedding raindrops

like tears of pain…

Tears attempting

to wash away all

the death

the destruction

looking for

the sun to

light the way

to compassion…

to peace…

to caring…

to humanity…

 

If only a few tears

a few raindrops

could change the

hatred of the world

and lead us as

humans to find

our way to

universal peace …

 

© 2015 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

 

If I Let You In …

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If you let me in... prompt 14

Look at the picture. Use the picture alone, the quote alone or the two together for your response to this prompt. You decide!

Writing Outside the Lines … Prompt 14

If I Let You In …

I am unsure …

Time is not

on my side

I stand outside

waiting for

something…

anything…

But …

The past has

not been kind

 

My life…

My heart…

My soul…

My everything…

Is fragile

 

I cannot go

through more

hurt…

pain…

disappointment…

 

I want to trust again

But …

I cannot

 

If I let you in

there are no

guarantees things

will not turn out

the same

No guarantees

I will not be

broken again

There are so few

pieces of me left

intact …

I just cannot

open that door …

 

 

© 2015 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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