A Salt Shaker Glass

*Just a folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Placed deep inside the cupboard
Hiding memories of the past

I would watch her as she'd take it out
To read the words it said
Then place it back deep inside
And slowly bow her head

She kept it in a shaker
Hoped salt would heal the wound
But each time she read the words inside
The pain would seem so new

That folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Was delivered from the courthouse
To set her free at last

A divorce from my father
Who had walked away from us
She folded and refused to sign
Till that day that I grew up

As I read that piece of paper
From the salt shaker glass
I thought of all she gave to me
And felt the love inside she had

Just a folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Placed deep inside the cupboard
Hiding memories of the past

A folded piece of paper
In a salk shaker glass *

Carl Joseph Roberts

In her arms, he lay.
David, all the love he knew,
in her sweet, tender arms she rested, almost all day.
Feeding from the sweetest of milk his 2 year life knew so far.

Rocking. He liked it when Sandra rocked him...felt...
happy.

It was then all peaceful.
Like always.
Only this time, no fingers ran through his face.
His eyes, only fixed to the door.
Stretching out his arm towards it.
It go too quiet.
So silent, it felt nervous.
He began to cry,
Cry for attention from beloved Sandra. But beloved mother Sandra, could not respond to anymore.

Eyes shut.
Dead.
But still, in her arms, like she vowed,
was still holding  on tight.
To the promise she made.
To hold him close.

All, to her Final breath.*
©TheUnspoken

You are unforgettable
Upon my life
You have made an impact
Yes I look back and see
You made a difference in me
You have molded and shaped me into
  What I am today
  You taught me life lessons and virtues
   Good values
   To help carry me through the good times
    and bad times and sad times too
    I still miss you
    I sometimes am sure I feel your presence
    In the support of a friend
    Through the Love of family
     Sometimes when I smile it reminds me of your grin
     When I lost you Dad it felt like a big part of my life was over
      Another capture had to begin
     I guess you could say I am stronger now
     I hope you are proud of me
    To me you will always be Unforgettable

With light strokes of my pen,
I will draw us racing towards an unknown
side by side
not knowing when or how to intersect.

Stripes across the page exist over a name
I've held so close to my heart
but abstained from using on my lips
where silence reigns.

Between lines, poetry lay burning
ashes of stories I stayed awake at night recounting
a rejected part of my humanity
that I cannot forget
that I will never forget.

October has left me with blood on my hands,
and wilted flowers in my hair
but I am a wound trying to heal
the stripes on my skin mark growth
life will emerge in the face of cold winter air
life will radiate like northern lights
gleaming like the energy of all souls combined
against a wall of star encrusted darkness.