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68 · May 2021
Tangle
Rebecca May 2021
My arm across the chest of most loved.
His head back against the pillow.
His eyes shut in hushed rest.
My cheek rests next to his.
Blindly, he bushes my hair from my face and his.
My leg tossed across his pelvis
Room darkened but with glow of spent.
Time stands still with love shared.
I kiss tender his shoulder.
Not wanting to surrender the piece of together.
Not a time to think how much longer
A life built together.
He raises his hand and brushes the sleep from his eyes.
Releasing me and rising from his rest.
The close is finished for today.
Back to chores and everyday.
My sweetest love, my joy in life.
67 · May 2021
CROWD
Rebecca May 2021
The elevator is full.
Everyone is looking up
As if it will move faster
By straining necks.
Eyes only meeting as doors open.
Courtesy reigns.
Strangers remain strangers.
Holding doors and pushing buttons
On command.
Politeness in a busy day.
The elevator is a lesson.
Ordered compromise of strangers
Each trying to go his or her own way
Trapped together for the ride.
Maybe I'll take the steps.
67 · Apr 2021
Monster
Rebecca Apr 2021
It grabbed my mother.
When will it seize me?
Will it take my daughter?
Will my son go scot-free?
When will thought escape me?
My memories be surrendered?
No more plan.
No more focus.
Just a life forgotten.
67 · Aug 2021
Swinging in the 70's
Rebecca Aug 2021
Humid night
Fighting for porch's best seat.
Swaying in the best seat
Laying back with legs straight
I win the race.
My sisters get the steps,
they are younger and slow.
The chains squeal back and forth.
Enjoying chocolate ice cream.
Flip-flops dropping from my feet.
"Anthony, just rode by!"
Called the middle one.
Jumping from my place to the rail.
Trying hard to catch that glimpse.
No Red Trans Am.
Should have heard him.
Turned to take my place.
Pushed between them.
Sat on top.
The swing moaned,
But dutiful held its burden.
Until heat scattered us inside
for air conditioning and TV.
66 · Apr 2021
Not a BFF
Rebecca Apr 2021
Not a friend, not a BFF, just a mom
Forgotten role,
A role unclaimed.
Don't stash your ***.
No *** in the hall.
I'm thirteen, you, the mom.
Be my example
Act like you care.
Don't hit me in the face.
Don't compete with me
I am just a kid
I hit you because you hit me.
Let me go to grandma's house.
You don't care.
66 · Apr 2021
Untitled
Rebecca Apr 2021
*****
Under
In
Crestfallen
Indigo
Dreams
Eternal
66 · Aug 2022
Not Yours
Rebecca Aug 2022
Snagged her from my grasp;
Little bit under the weather;
Thought you were helping;
Never understood it was a plot;
Just taking a little break;
Left the dog treats on the bed
just so you would know I needed you.
Never thought you would use it against me.
Need you to help me long.
Why'd you give it up.
Baby, not yours.
Ha, you know.
Just needed a place to stay.
Don't punish me with that.
Not yours, she is only mine.
Gave her all I have.
66 · Jun 2022
Fearless
Rebecca Jun 2022
So, Son, I wish it
hadn't happened.
We could always say
why would it happen
to such a good kid like you.
Circumstances surround you
in a way they never have another.
Collapsing on your broad shoulders.
Possibilities crumble like dust.
And what about him.
It is worse for him and his.
With the pain I feel for your mistakes,
Their misery to me is unbearable.
Why does free will conquer good will?
There you stand to face the moment.
My heart aches.
But you are straight and fearless.
You will take your consequence.
I must take mine.
66 · Jun 2021
My Goldens
Rebecca Jun 2021
Rom and Rem rest together.
Knowing only love.
Loving the woman with no memory.
Softly kissing her folded hands.
Nudging her back to the present.
Nuzzling the neck of the lonely mother
Whose children have left for dreams.
My goldens watch with soft eyes.
Best friends and kindest souls.
Friends for the old black dog who no longer
knows his name.
Gentle dogs, but full of play for
My boy Sunshine when he walks through the door
as golden as them and just as full of play.
65 · Jun 2021
Disguise
Rebecca Jun 2021
I crawl inside your life,
Take it as my own.
Tailor it to my needs.
Walk back in forth before the mirror.
Move into public.
Let the people see
Then, once home, I carefully remove
Place it on the hanger
No longer heavy on my shoulders.
Your burden awaits you.
The closet closed.
Your garment, my disguise.
65 · Oct 2021
Big Moon Night
Rebecca Oct 2021
Those evenings with gentle breezes.
Walking down the road.
Loving the freedom of the night.
Under the big harvest moon,
Not scared of the spooky notions
hiding in the shadows.
No **** clowns out this lit night.
Stars are singing to moon
with twinkling songs.
Spread out the blanket beneath
the moon and stars.
Tomorrow's worries are tossed
in the leaves which gently scatter.
Tonight is the big moon night.
65 · Apr 2021
Had To See
Rebecca Apr 2021
I went back to town
I had to see
Did he want me?
He had said how bout lunch
I went back to town
Beginning or end
I had to see
Heart wide open
Ready to fall
Picked up my phone
I made the call
65 · Apr 2021
Fruit of Eden
Rebecca Apr 2021
They made a choice
Sweetest Choice.
They went astray
Against the word.
They made a choice
Free Will.
They went astray
Against the ease.
They made a choice
Their own desire.
They went astray
Against the bond.
They made a choice
Deepest Shame.
They went astray
Against their God.
64 · Aug 2021
Last Time
Rebecca Aug 2021
Didn't share the last meal;
Left the room with a smile;
Should have been a long hug;
Should have said how much
I cared, not just a smile;
To recapture and relive
to perfection a chance missed;
I will always feel sorrow;
I would have sat for that hour;
I would have had that chat;
But you felt tired;
You did not feel well;
You were in the midst of leaving;
That last day, I could have done more;
I could have shown how much
I felt, but now regret, my lost moment.
I await the promise of a later date
when I will make amends.
64 · Nov 2021
These Times
Rebecca Nov 2021
Things aren't always happy;
Tidy up the troubles;
Grateful for the good;
A loneliness in the crowd;
Wondering about place at life's table;
Surrounded by loved ones;
But feeling no attachment;
Others have so much to do;
Lost in chores;
Sweeping away thoughts of grief;
Searching for a reason;
Needing to appreciate where I am;
What I have done;
I just don't feel done.
64 · Feb 2024
Resist
Rebecca Feb 2024
Distracted by need.
Aching to the core
The promise of more
Mind not releasing
The wish of more
Spilling into my everyday.
What can’t be
So suddenly, overwhelmingly is.
62 · Aug 2024
Dark Spots
Rebecca Aug 2024
Not sure what you expected.
Promises made, never lived.
Tell me who I was to you.
Was I just a mirror?
A reflection of your fascination
with your own thought of self.
The glory of you.
Salt air has tarnished my metal.
Your reflection no longer shows.
62 · Feb 2024
Get There
Rebecca Feb 2024
Walking in bright
Glow of morning.
Feeling a gentle chill.
More red birds, new beginnings.
Last year were blue birds.
Happiness will return
With fresh start.
Quiet sleep
With fulfilling dreams
Will return.
Deep breath full
Of optimism
And renewal.
Today shines.
62 · Oct 2021
Not Me
Rebecca Oct 2021
Don't know the time.
Tremble with the line.
Fate is a freight.
No makeup to be had.
Leave me out.
No responsibility.
Don't hold out your hand.
Will not follow.
Hide in darkness.
Never know the answer.
Reason flees me.
Need no assistance.
Coping by myself.
62 · Jun 2021
Unlucky Choice
Rebecca Jun 2021
Long story.
With emphasis and detail.
Just the right amount of feeling.
Never meet my eye.
Your sister calls it
Your lying face.
Your chin is stiff.
So caught.
Even you forget
What is truth and
What is fib.
At the end our eyes meet.
You see it.
Disappointment floods.
You know it.
Yet, the step is from me
Not the story.
No more chance.
Just regret.
Done and made, the choice.
Unlucky, you say.
With so much thought,
not truly luck,
Just a choice.
62 · Apr 2021
Move From the Spot
Rebecca Apr 2021
You  sit entrenched
Unwilling listener
I challenge every thought
No black and white
The world is total Grey
You shake your head and take a sip
Not your taste
You sit alone today.
61 · Apr 2022
Start
Rebecca Apr 2022
Falling from the present,
into a photo of the past.
The spot without the troubles.
Sunshine morning
With birds singing.
Blessings of youth and
stability of unknown.
Sun burns across the linen
onto the sleeping face.
Happy curling lips.
Quite snuggles
without the burden
of sharing years.
Perfection of the start.
61 · Apr 2021
Spring
Rebecca Apr 2021
He lives above me
My crush
Three years going still
I blush
Soon to move
Green lawns lush
Out one night, it happened
I rest my head on his shoulder
He grabbed my hand
Then I knew,
No need to rush
Three years gone
How much more with three days left
Goodnight, my dear crush
60 · Apr 2022
Take Off
Rebecca Apr 2022
Draped with the knowledge
That it is coming to an end;
Dipping beneath the glowing
Gaze that follows me.
Want to shake loose
and wriggle free.
Take off.
Take your chips.
Give me mine.
Games over.
No more tiny slices.
No more twisting knots.
Take off.
Love someone else.
Leave me be.
No feelings left.
Just bitter taste.
Spit it out.
Take off.
59 · Jul 2021
His Notice
Rebecca Jul 2021
Not once, but twice.
It is drawn back.
Redirected and swung forth.
Hitting the target,
He takes a step back
To gaze at the hole left.
His notice given.
His aim taken.
His whim fulfilled.
Nothing but a blank open.
Left alone to contemplate
What should have been.
58 · Aug 2024
Lost
Rebecca Aug 2024
Read a story.
Became a path.
Went blind.
Lost my way.
Couldn't read
My way home.
Light slowly came.
But now I working
my way back.
Still a little lost.
A little hungry.
A little thirsty.
Humor may return.
57 · Apr 2021
Why
Rebecca Apr 2021
Why
I asked my sister for her words.
The only word she had, why?
I told her, she had more.
She shook her head, why?

I told her to write from her heart.
Her only word why?
It feels good to share.
She stared at me blankly "Why?"

I grabbed her hand and placed my pen.
Again she shook her head, "Why?"
She saw my frustration and took the pen.
She wrote her poem:

Why am I doing this?
She made me, that's why.
No better, no worse,
I've nothing to share, why?
55 · Jun 2021
Empty
Rebecca Jun 2021
The days are long.
The nights plain.
Unwilling to explore.
Restrained by grief.
Nothing to hold near
Except the thoughts of past.
Past remains deep inside.
Never again to be whole.
Left to be just me.
55 · Jan 2023
Bank
Rebecca Jan 2023
Red clay with deep veins.
Grassy patches draped above
leaning towards the flowing wet;
Ground falling in crumbling chunks;
Until smoothly running in the heavy rains.
Caught in the rocks at the bottom
as it pools with mixing water.
Land that's been part of one story
becoming part of another.
Lost dreams rushing to another bank.
53 · Feb 2024
Planned
Rebecca Feb 2024
Best to choose less.
Be a bit detached.
Scale your options.
Search the best.
Let the words be choice.
Marinate the tongue.
Let anxiety be your guide.
53 · Mar 2021
Life is Sorry Short
Rebecca Mar 2021
Life is sorry short
As a child to watch
to never speak;
As a wife to obey
always be meek;
As a caretaker
eyes never leak;
At death,
leave the bleak.
A woman's life is
sorry short.
52 · May 2021
Walk Softly
Rebecca May 2021
Know your place
Step away
Too much shows a lacking
Of the one who should have known better
Walk softly
The one lacking is crowded
Love of village is never
What mother seeks
Mother wants no threat
Step softly with others kids
Know your place
Step softly in your place
Love with proper distance
51 · Apr 2021
Mellow
Rebecca Apr 2021
I grew mellow;
I grew not to care;
I tossed my thoughts;
I gave a stare;
It stared back;
Ate me whole;
My green went yellow;
Fear took hold;
I gathered pride;
I await next tide
When I feel mellow.
51 · Aug 2024
Act
Rebecca Aug 2024
Act
Not just signaling
Or sighing.
Step forward.
Lean toward.
Act the part.
A lip spent
Is not an investment.
Words are beautiful.
Action is divine.
50 · Feb 2024
I Wouldn’t
Rebecca Feb 2024
Not passing judgment.
Wouldn’t mention it-
But for,
Someone probably should.
Not my life-
Just anybody can see!
Should you do it?
Yes, just because you doubt.
50 · Apr 2021
Mother's Intuition
Rebecca Apr 2021
She brought him home.
His smile was easy.
His words were free.
Her face lit with his empty words.
Didn't she see?
He's married.
Has two kids.
Left his wife.
No divorce.
Let him go.
He is no good.
No happily ever.
Mom says, "Love born wrong.
Leave him be."
48 · Feb 2024
Clean
Rebecca Feb 2024
Not a drop
of unwieldy emotion.
Tidy with even thought.
A story carefully mixed
with compliments to
cover complications.
Bleached of unpleasant
memories.
Spread in even bits to cover
clumps of sorrow.
Fresh with untangled tales.
Meant to show the strength
of blessings.
Clean for the public.
Ladylike and kind.
47 · Aug 2024
Christian
Rebecca Aug 2024
Christian.
So you claim,
Yet you preach finish.
Do you feel justified?
Are you raging with war?
Tell me what makes you mad.
What justifies?
How can you pray for others
so kind?
Then have such hate
without reason.
Tell me, dear friend.
47 · Feb 2024
Furnish the Finish
Rebecca Feb 2024
The quality has left.
Spinning quantity
Without purpose.
Painful empty.
Just dreaming,
No longer with me.
Unable to push to purpose.
Just eyes shut with no repair.
Caught on earth,
Unable to exist as self.
Drifting still,
Unable to furnish the finish.

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