Memories hold you

Memories hold you

Thoughts of you unfold me

I can still hear your voice

What about me, where will I go?

I can’t remember my response

I knew at that moment as

Your word nestled inside my heart

Christmas never comes without

Stirring up your words

I love how memories hold you

The sweetness of the bittersweet

Thoughts of you like that

I’m just a simple man

artbyMichelleMarie

      • I’m just a simple man

nothing much matters to me

except for this corner chest

inside a silver dollar from my dad

and this here leather chair

where I sit

      • I’m just a simple man

as long as I have food

and a roof over my head

life is good

today my breakfast tasted different

somedays it tastes great but not today

      • I’m just a simple man

he said not much matters

but the things that matter

today the simple man was sad

a foreboding sadness that dogs him

chases him down and sets upon him

      • I see the simple man

in his simplicity, in his sadness

I didn’t know it was that simple

Didn’t realize he was simple

Nothing is ever simple to me

except the simple man

She lent me her wings

Over here please follow
You see the tree of hush
Is where the fairy wings grow
Please try them you simply must

Oh no, I said to her
I simply cannot fly
I know you won’t believe me
So let’s not even try

She wasn’t having any
Of my words to stop her there
She plucked from the hush tree
This beautiful blue pair

I can’t fly I said, I just can’t
I’ve tried so very long
I began to realize, and I think
I don’t belong

With a little twinkle of her eyes
I arose up in the air
Now you’re flying she laughed gleefully
Remember don’t look down
When you see the hush tree
Do not make a sound because

Fairy wings grow there

For my sweet Pink friend Jeanne Marie.

 

Lost in a world of words

Along the streams, the Stoney brook
Took me to the other side
Reality, yet a fantasy
I hurry deep inside

Your words they seem to capture
They memorize me so
They show me that my world
It is little, just…  And so

I get tired
My head gets full
I stop reading

I think I have gathered enough words, to last me a lifetime… Peace

 

Disclaimer: This is not about anyone particular person, but more about the state of my mind that gets full of words. It’s hard for me to sort it all sometimes. So I get lost in art and such. Just so you know…I never tire of reading just, processing so much. ❤

 

After all these year… Words fail me

How can I carve your name
On the trunk of this tree?
That will be here…after

I can’t even write it

With no one listening…
Not even myself
I whisper these words
It’s all I can do

Sometimes

After all these years
Look at me here
Got this love song stuck
in my throat…

The weight of the world
on my shoulders
I can’t let go

Words fail me

None of this makes sense
Except maybe to you
I try to share…

Words fail me

I hate love songs
You wonder why
Words fail me

Sometimes they do