"grandchilds" poems
I watch with a sorrowful heart
As the tear slowly runs down his beautiful cheek
Big brown eyes gazing into the unknown
Saddened by yet another disappointment
Another unkept promise..
This person who should be his mentor....
His warrior..the protector and guardian of sons...
"Why Father have you abandoned us? Did I do something wrong?
Do you not love us anymore?"
Arms outstretched..he reaches into the night for the figure that is sometimes only a memory..
A shadow in the dark..hidden from the light
Dedicated to my grandson..Zies
Oct 14, 2010
Oct 14, 2010 at 12:25 PM UTC
She's not there anymore
The girl who used to run up and down the streets in a yellow sundress on the hot days of summer
But shes not there anymore
She grew up to be a wild teenager who met boys at the town carnival on the fourth of July and would leave them with nothing but red lipstick smears
She's not there anymore,
she grew up to be a mother of five little boys and girls who adored her more than anything, who depended on her and learned from her
but she's not there anymore
the woman who laughed so loud and spoke so sweet, who cared more than you could ever imagine, whose smile lit up the room
She's not there anymore
She doesn't remember her grandchilds face or her home address
she doesn't remember her first daughters birthday or what she wore only a day before.
She's not there anymore
she cared so much but now she's just so scared
She lives in the body of that girl, but her mind is somewhere else.
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 2:40 AM UTC
On the verge of contentment
And the towers are falling once more
Everyone around me is crazy
And I cling to myself for comfort
But how can I survive
When everything meaningful floats aimlessly
Whirling upwards
Then crashing heavily
Against walls of our own making
Your dreams will come to haunt as well as comfort
**I gave up looking for love
Leaving it to fools on verges who love to dispair in the arms of strangers
Who will only tare them apart and devour their souls
But love lies in the blanket of your grandchilds smiles
Love lies restless on the breathes of siblings who need to connect
As you do also and its pulling and suffocating but all so comforting all at the same time
In the eyes of my mother who has fallen head first into oblivion pleaded to me
My mother now the child and the adult that am I
And the question is why do I care so ****** much
I feel as though she is my child that needs wrapping in swadling
Unable to fend or survive alone
This pain and the distance from here to there pulls me apart
Rendering me hopelessly out of control
Anxiety racks my nerves leaving my appetite gone and my fears ablaze
There may be no happy ending here
But there will be a silence
A silence so complete**
A silence so serene
Aug 10, 2016
Aug 10, 2016 at 7:21 PM UTC