27 Tuesday May 2014
I see you sitting there
staring into space
A faraway look
that tells me your wheels
are turning, spinning
at an extraordinarily
fast pace but
You say nothing when I ask
what you’re thinking about
as you drift further away
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27 Tuesday May 2014
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No light to guide my way
through the blackness
that leads me
Up darkened steps
Around blind corners
Feeling the way along
Cold hallway walls
Not even the warmth
Of first morning light
Can illuminate the gloom
Or fill the void
Of nothingness
As the darkness lingers
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25 Sunday May 2014
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blackboard, chalk dust, mind, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, questions
Like a piece of blackened slate
Waiting for the caress of chalk
My mind is like a blackboard
Information carefully written
Always looking for answers
To questions skillfully asked
Yet too soon erased
With the sweep of a hand
Leaving only a cloud of dust
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24 Saturday May 2014
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A flag draped coffin
carries the soul of a
warrior, who laid
down his life for
his country
The ultimate sacrifice
of body and mind
he served his nation
with pride and honor
defending her to the end
There are no words
that can be spoken,
as a mother weeps
and a child cries…
those he leaves behind with memories of
A man who loved his country
A husband who loved his wife
A father who loved his children
A son & brother who loved his family
A being who loved us all
This weekend, we honor the men and women of the Armed Forces, who made the ultimate sacrifice so that we can continue our lives knowing the freedoms we are truly blessed with. To them I say Thank You….
Memorial Day 2014
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24 Saturday May 2014
Blue skies overshadowed
with grey puffs, a warning
as the sunlight fades
Clouds burst and thunder claps, as
lightning brightens the darkness
and disappears again
Streets become pools
of unswimmable water,
the current carrying the days travels
down a hollow, rushing endlessly
toward the abyss
Water assaults your face
as you fight your umbrella
and the winds that threaten to take you
in a Mary Poppins kind of way
And then it’s gone, leaving
the air heavy with the scent
of rain….
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