I saw you once, a passing glance
Be it fate or luck or simple chance
Our meeting was but happenstance

So long ago, and now there's this
It started with a simple kiss
From broken heart to lovely bliss

You're so far out of my league
I never thought of you and me
So here I am, surprised to see

You came to me out of thin air
Of your affections I was unaware
But I'm happy that they were there

But you and I? Let's take it slow
I want to see where this could go
We should do things right you know?

I have messed up once before
And then I gave him one encore
He's left me twice, so no more

I know you're similar to him in part
But I've seen you have a gentle heart
I'd always liked you from the start

What to call this? I'm not sure
And what you're after is quite obscure
But mystery has it's own allure
For now at least, I'll call me 'yours'

My quill I dipped in snow
Instead of ink
The words forever flowed
And inspiration never failed
I wrote some more
And words were golden
They were pure and innocent
Just like the snowflakes
Falling from the sky
I kept on writing
Pouring out the emotions
Felt deep within my heart
Even those emotions
And feelings I have had
That I could never describe
I now could describe
My quill of snow
Never failed to produce
The words I have longed to utter
The feelings I longed to describe
But felt a loss of words for
Finally the words came
And I never felt more happy
I sighed a sigh of happiness and bliss
I dipped my quill in snow
And oh, how the words did flow
Like a stream forever flowing
In it's own special way
I dipped my quill in ice
And finally
My little dream of ecstasy
All too soon
Came to an end

*~Marian~

Significant others
believing all others insignificant
little did they know
what they know is very little
how can we love at this age
when love is, in fact, age
oh fine wine
and here I am
drinking Bud Light
out of a *******
aluminum
recyclable
can

I am not sure of what to write
For these words are only fleeting
I am unsure of how to talk
For my voice has no meaning

I am not sure how to learn
For it requires time and patience
I am unsure of where to go
For I lack judgement and common sense

I am not sure how to walk
For it takes strong legs to endure
I am unsure of how to read
Although the words - from my heart - they pour

I am not sure of how to breathe
For my lungs are flowery bruised
I am unsure of how to see
You took my eyes, you took everything, you took it all with you

my best friend died today

her last breath whispered mercy
the ambulance rushed over with urgency
cause of death, broken heart
it was ripped apart

That's where he's been hanging around lately.
I hear their coffee is decent.
Half and half, a spoonful of sugar, and a dash of shameful regret.
He orders his eggs over easy with a side of fresh apologies.
The scratchy booth seat squeaks merciless obscenities at him
as he shifts uncomfortably
because of his aching back and aching conscience.
If I were to pass by him at a diner, I doubt I would even recognize him.
Guilt tends to deform the appearance, and derange the soul.