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Kelsey Ann Feb 8
to grieve a loss
and fight regret,
that’s what mourning is for.


to start anew
but not forget,
that’s what morning is for.
Kelsey Ann Feb 8
Walking by a wedding
as the cherry blossoms sway
in the quiet afternoon
of a dawning summer’s day

Walking by a wedding
what a sparkle in her eye
with the prettiest bouquet
I must say
what a picture-perfect wedding
I’m passing by

Walking by a wedding
as the gentle music starts
see them gliding down the aisle
with smiles
so joyous they shatter my heart

Walking by a wedding
hear the promises bestowed
glad he has found someone new
but who knew
when he asked, that I’d say no?

So,

I’m walking by a wedding
as my dreams are led astray
in the quiet afternoon
of a dawning summer’s day

Standing there and waiting
what a sparkle in my eye
in the whitest winter dress
bated breath,
what a picture-perfect wedding
has passed me by
Kelsey Ann Jun 2022
I thought
I left you behind
the last time you came
to take me

and yet
I hear you
pounding
inside my mind

come place your hand
in mine

I swear
I left you behind
and yet
I hear you pounding
                           pounding
                                    pounding

alright

I­ let you inside
now darkness comes
in the daylight
and you're
just too dark
to fight

I hate
I let you inside
because
I had the key

and yet
you got the best of me
Kelsey Ann Sep 2021
A tip
         for when
                       you fly


Ground yourself
Kelsey Ann Nov 2019
The first time I saw her
shivering from the rain
I knew
she was the one

Her perm flattened
her lipstick smudged
and still
her beauty reigned

As she sat before me
cigarette in hand
I asked
you want a light?

The spark ignited
glistening blue eyes
shining
through clouds of smoke

Her humor was dry
as the ten-cent toast
her smile
as smooth as the brew

We talked about war
wishing it would end
with hopes
our boys would win

I swallowed my fears
forced a tiny smile
I knew
I'd never see her again
Kelsey Ann Aug 2019
Jim and Mary Jane
down on lover’s lane
too old to refrain
too young to feel afraid
till blood and bone remain
in rays of moonlight
Kelsey Ann Jul 2019
I followed a rainbow
to its *** of gold
but found
I had grown too old
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