That Blinding Glare & Other Hazards

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I learned more about economics from one South Dakota dust storm than I did in all my years in college. ~Hubert Humphrey

 

I have been blinded by more than the glare of the sun

and been sent spinning off treacherous winding roads

I have fallen down the steps further than I care to admit

that’s what too much whiskey and the wrong man can do…

next time I’m staying home and eating ice cream!

 

 

The Fabric of Regret

 

Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse #149

Hosted this week by the amazingly talented Chrissa!

The details of your fabric have been embedded deep within me

each seam stitched by every sigh

and all the silence that filled the tapestry between us

I have walked through every regret

like curtains that move aside

yet remain at the reach of a hand to draw

they are close like a lover’s whisper

for goodbye was never spoken

but every poem

I have ever written

will always be the goodbye

I speak to you.

Final Signiture

 

Image: Brooke Shaden

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“Even without wars, life is dangerous.”

  ~ Anne Sexton

 

My name no longer ends with yours

what was once whispered low

is now a bellow yet still a song

these words I give liberation

but for you they will echo

back and forth with a force that leaves a sting

I will no longer lay down in your dark pastures

hidden by your wheat and lost oaks

I shall rise like smoke

leaving a burn in your throat

you will never be able to swallow

like the hardest of pills

forgetting would be a luxury now

these aches are deeper than one sunburn out on the plow

the truest of regrets splinter in and root deep

the softness of my love

will settle into your heart that way

a piercing prick

pushing ever deeper

full with the ache you cannot forget

I gave you everything once

you stomped on it like a lit cigarette on the ground

I will take what light I still have with me

both heat and light rise and so shall I

my name no longer ends with yours

I suppose it never truly did.

Trying To Discover Us

"After the Rain" by Cyril Rolando

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Relationship is an art. The dream that two people create is more difficult to master than one.

 ~Don Miguel Ruiz

It has been a rough terrain

crossing the bridge between your heart and mine

The waters have risen

And every path feels like a mountain climb

Your trees block the way

To the forest I once knew

And I am stuck treading shallow waters

As I try to make it through

Lost is a lonely journey

When you must wander all alone

Where another once shared the vision

And wanted to share a home

Where was the bridge we should have burned

And where is the one we should cross

Before we lost sight of each other

And each of us alone became so lost.

Connected at the Hip

Linking with The Sunday Muse # 52 Hosted by the one and only amazing Fireblossom.
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Relationship is an art. The dream that two people create is more difficult to master than one. ~Don Miguel Ruiz

We have a connection

You and I

It is pivotal

That we work together

Compromise is vital

My moving needs you to move

It is a choreographed dance

That requires more than one dancer

Work with me here

Go with the flow

Do not pull away

I need you

And trust me

You need me!

The Invisible Man Strikes Again!

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If it can't be fixed by duct tape or WD-40, it's a female problem.

 ~Jason Love

It is hard living with Larry he disappears out of site at the drop of a hat.  It is a supernatural pain in my rump!   The yard needs to be mowed, Larry is gone.  The faucet has a leak, Larry is gone.  There is a spider in the bedroom, where is Larry?  Gone!  But then when you buy pizza and a six pack of Budweiser, guess who is right there Johnny on the spot?  Larry!