When I was younger I heard it said,
”There is nothing free in life”,
And…..sometimes,
“People lie”,
Because…they’re being “nice”,
This is a double standard,
Somehow I miss the meaning,
We pay for everything?
Nice people are deceiving?
If that’s the way it is,
What message does it send?
Will I always be broke?
Do I have any friends?
It’s just so sad think,
If that the way it is,
We really must do better and think about the kids,
Because life is wonderful,
It doesn’t cost a dime,
To tell someone their loved,
To be thoughtful and kind,
It’s just so important,
To learn in your youth,
Life is beautiful,
And so is the truth
©B L Costello 2016

What makes a pen so special?
Because of her font?
Because of her look?

No

A pen is special because it shows what you feel in the heart
He transforms the writer's feelings into words

Love isn't blind,
blind are those,
who never loved.

she carried reminders of him with her
memories in her head and old keepsakes of the past

like a promise ring on your hand
polaroid in your wallet
his old clothes with his scent lingering
a love letter in your back pocket

these little reminders
that love exists
she kept them close
so she wouldn't forget
that love is there
beyond the struggle
and no matter the outcome
it will live eternally
in the memories
created

s.s

perhaps
we always drift together
because our hearts
know more
than our minds

s.s

you look so lovely
when you lie
keep saying you love me
till the day i die

s.s

don't fall in love

it is a chemical chaos
out of your hands
where nothing ever goes
according to your plans

you're giving your heart
to someone new
my love, people are clumsy
their words aren't always true

s.s

A walking contradiction
  like all those who bleed

‘My heart headed one way
  my mind in the lead’

‘My mind headed one way
  my heart in the lead’

A tale of two visions
—the truth in between

(Train From White River Junction: March, 2018)