I couldn't sleep at all last night, felt like I woke with a fright.
When I woke I couldn't keep still, sorted through boxes filled.
I quickly stopped myself and looked out at the night.
So clear so bright the stars were as they beckoned me.
Was like a kid in Pj's and robe on, blanket at my side.
I strode outside and lay looking straight up at the twinkling lights.
There was a chill but yet staring up at the stars I warmed.
No thoughts, no worries, no goals, no nothing.
Just watched the late night planes blinking.
Listening to the late night country noises.
It was the third night to see a meteor shower.
All I could think was once, twice three strikes your OUT.
Don't give up have faith, hope and be patient.
Made myself sit still, no fidgeting and took a deep breath.
Then as quick as could be I saw the fast stream of light.
So beautiful, the sparkle, the flight..........CMH
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 6:44 AM UTC
The wrong place, the wrong time, simple feeling have some wine.
They weren't felt for a very long time, the feelings, the caring entwine.
Only to open your eyes and say to yourself for now live one day at a time.
Enjoy the little things as much as you can, as much as you are able.
The family, the friends, the events, the food bring it all to the table.
Do not allow to become a fool in someone else's fable.
But yet what keeps you moving forward, your mind clear as glass.
Keep close to your heart, maybe not in physical but spiritual mass.
Enjoy while you can for one day you will no longer be a young lass.
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 6:48 AM UTC
I'm feeling like my heart can't see, as I've put blinders on me.
such a lost soul I've been, for so long it's such a sin.
It's been too long, so long, to allow or let go.
In fear to do or say what my heart can or can not hold.
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 3:02 AM UTC
*The day has been hot and humid almost hard to breathe.
But as the light breeze came through with just a small storm.
It allowed for a sunny break and birds sweeping across the pond.
As the sun pulls away larger, darker clouds begin to appear.
And silent bright but quiet lightening flashing in the distance.
I watch listening to the peeping and croaking along the waters edge.
The lightening bugs Oh sooo many dancing along the top of the grass.
To share such a sight, arms holding tight and lips caressing in the dark.
If only, If only to be able to share such a sight.......
CMH*
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 11:15 PM UTC
*To feel like you want to write, but the words elude you.
The words start from the time you wake, but what are they saying.
Do I write of the good times and memories in my heart.
Can I write of the hurt and pain of so much time lost.
Baring of the words that deal with how I am damaged goods.
Or opening that door giving yourself permission to love once more.
To feel like you want to write, but the words elude you.
As you go through your daily day, bring your book write each word.
It will all come to you each sentences, emotion, smells or feelings.
They will give you the power of hope and strength.
Don't let those things that give you turmoil hold your words.
Don't let them constrict your throat
to where you have no voice, no heart, no words..........
CMH*
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 6:52 AM UTC
*You see the words before you and as you read you concede.
It slowly pulls you in, holding you towards you next word.
Making you think about what words actually mean.
Enthralled in the wave of sentences which make you tear or sigh.
Wishing you could actually be what it is that you read deep inside.
Making you think, cry, smile, laugh, eat, drink or whine.
Each word embellished so they are not misconstrued perceived.
As it pulls you in and wraps your surroundings that you must abide.
Feeling the warmth as some may have you holding tight.
Seeing each word like the brush on a canvas.
The smudge of your pastels or charcoal pencil.
The strokes of the paint as you add darkness or color.
You see they can bring out who you are, what you feel or say.
Some may have you just be still and enjoy what you can not hide.
Having the fire, the ice, the shutter, the glance or to quiver.
Words from a dictionary or other inspiring material.
They are just words until meaning is put fourth with heart.
And with heart is where they lay.*
CMH
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 6:28 AM UTC
No sleep so many thoughts and turmoil.
upon my wake I feel the hurt stir inside me.
My tears flow down as I cry into my pillow.
Not allowing anyone to hear.
Go to church ask for patience, calm thoughts and caring.
But when I leave I feel my legs so heavy to walk my path.
I drive through country roads, loud music playing.
No more favorites just enthralled in voices of song.
louder and louder till my voice fades out.
I bring my mind back to responsibilities.
Move on to fill my house not just with food but calm air.
I drive home only to loud music again, but yet my mind is not there.
I look at the trees, the flowers, the rain and all that is in life.
But I see as I drive just a little too fast, to see the chipmunks scurry.
One chipmunk in such fear, stares and is frozen.
Thank you for my patience, calm thoughts and caring.
For my furry friend as I slowed took a deep breathe and ran.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
She would have been Seventy Six today.
If she wasn't taken away.
She is in my heart always to stay.
My best friend, we so like to play.
We danced, we sang, I cried she held me, no longer to my dismay.
But I know and feel you still there watching over me today.
>>>>>Happy Birthday Mommy
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 6:46 AM UTC
*Dear Lord hear my prayer make him leave
for now I am in dis-pare.
The TBI has taken hold
and there is no longer any love to uphold.
Dr. Jekyll verses Mr. Hyde
I fear either who is by my side.
There is no longer the marriage for me to complete
as the sickness and health is now verbal abuse and not able to retreat.
I will stay strong as I go through these steps, my pastor and friends do not protest.
This week will be hard stressed as this separation I no longer contest.
Allow me to just live a little longer to enjoy the happiness I ponder.
To share myself once more and hear the giggles of a grandchild's wonder.
I give my whole heart unto you and know you will do what you think to be true.*
CMH
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 5:34 PM UTC
I survive off Energy,
not negative vibes,
but Positive watts
it sustains my life force,
and uplifts me
to the highest of heights
high above the ceiling,
venturing pass the stratosphere,
until i find myself conversing with celestial beings,
the feeling of feeling,
leaves me open
to all manners of interpretation ,
We are who We are,
when you become vulnerable,
Emotions run ramped explosive like
The Birth of A Dwarf Star ,
anything outside the realm of good intentions ,
I back track , and revert to that of a hermit turtle incased in my shell,
NO ONE ALLOWED !
In the sanctum
not until i can tell the outsider means me no harm
They just want
my charismatic company
& electric charm
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 6:53 AM UTC