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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

Tears…

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Tears…

It’s okay …

Don’t hide your tears

They are necessary

to allow you to be

the sensitive…

serious…

caring…

person you really are

 

Tears are there for us

to shed when

feelings…

emotions…

and life in general

get to the point that

something has to give

a release is needed

to shake off the world

 

Don’t be ashamed

of your tears

They show your true

strength

It is more difficult

to hold them back

than to let your

tears flow and

return everything

to normal

reset life

and continue …

 

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

 

Such A Girl!

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Such a Girl!

Today has been one

of remembering…

days gone by…

Music reminding me

of what was…

what will never be

Again…

 

Emotions are high…

Tears…

I am such a

Girl sometimes

 

Really pisses me off!

 

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

Secrets

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Secrets

She looks back

Memories…

Flashes of frozen time

like snapping pictures

as she walks the path

 

The front lawn on a

summer day

Cool grass beneath

their feet

Leading to the overhanging

Weeping Willow where

grass stains on white

eyelet reminds her of him…

that long ago summer when

she went from girl to woman

in that secret place

 

Further down the lane

Their barn…

Dark…

Fragrant…

A loft hideaway…

Their secret place…

 

Continuing on her memory

walk take her to the

old house

Their first one together

Climbing to the attic

she looks our remembering

his touch on her bare

shoulder…

A soft kiss on her neck…

Curving into his hard body

that was so loving and tender

Some feelings never go away

 

A mental snapshot…

A memory walk of

their life…

their love…

 

Opening the attic window

feeling the warm sun

on her face

She turns…

Picks up the Urn

Kisses the top…

Crying as she opens

the container

And…

Says ~

“Goodbye my love…

my darling…

fly upon the wind

until I am once again

a part of you.”

 

Downstairs…

the shadow of a

young girl waits…

her lover on the way

to their Secret Place…

 

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

 

 

Whiter Shade of Pale…

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Whiter Shade of Pale…

This morning…
the walls are 
bare again
 
Stark white
a blank canvas
 
Each painting…
Every picture
All the prints
save one from a
lone London artist
have been stored
 
Their sight too painful
Too many memories
 
They remain in the
dark hidden recesses
Until…
My heart no longer
Cares…
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
 
Addendum:  I was berated yesterday for using the song title … it was not a nice comment, therefore, here is the wonderful song A Whiter Shade of Pale

Whose Eyes?

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Whose Eyes?

Are those your eyes
looking through me?
 
Or…
 
The eyes of a stranger
who looks past me as 
though we 
never met…
you never knew me…
I never knew you…
 
Those eyes once 
were only for me
 
Yet…
 
Now all I see are
eyes that are 
vacant…
dead…
soulless…
 
What happened?
Who are you?
 
Turning unknown
eyes toward me…
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

The Day…

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The Day…

Today…
Began like so many others…
 
Late September
Crisp air
Clear skies
A blush on the
Eastern Horizon
 
But…
 
Today is unlike
any other
In that it will 
never happen again
 
Once it is gone
It’s over…
And…
Only a piece 
of History
 
Perhaps it will
be remembered fondly…
Perhaps forgotten
Completely…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Unified…

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Unified…

Your scent still lingers
on the rose-colored pillow case
you detested…
On your tuxedo shirt and
felted Western hat
 
Breathing deeply…
The memories flood in
And…
I cry
 
Like Cohen wrote…
“… the heart is a rage
of directions…”*
there is no Mercy
 
I refuse to wash
that shirt or pillow case
The only pieces of you
that remain
 
I wear the hat when
the missing becomes 
too much
 
Your scent…
My raging heart
Unified…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
 
*The follow line from Leonard Cohen’s poem #50 The Book of Mercy was my inspiration today.
 
” … the heart is a rage of directions, but your name unifies the heart …” 

Someday…

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Someday…

Someday…
Life will be
Different
Secrets will be
Revealed
Trust will be
the Norm
Not…
the hoped for
 
Someday…
You and I
will not hide
from each other
 
Someday…
You and I 
will not ignore
what we feel
 
But…
 
Embrace our
friendship openly
 
*Revised
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Repeat…

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Repeat…

I have been down
this road before
 
Vowed to never
travel it again
 
Yet…
 
Life has a way
of being cunning
sneaking up on you
taking you back
into the old habits
bad habits
 
Repeat…
 
This time without
the hurt…
the shame…
the pain…
the rage of emotion…
 
I have turned away with
No words…
No explanations…
Not really caring anymore
 
Reality ~
 
I have gone unnoticed
So…
This is the right move
The only move
 
© 2014 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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