There is a place in Central Pennsylvania where the trees are weeping and the mountain itself is sighing. It's protector, it's guardian is dead, passed into another realm to be reunited with his lady love, my grandmother, Honey. Yesterday, my grandfather better known to his family and friends as Popper or Pappa, passed into the Summer …
Tag: loss
Washing
I miss reading my poetry to you letting my words roll over you before they hit anyone else knowing that sharing them with you meant something to us both you said you loved me but there were so many things not working and the two things that keep my heart beating You and my work …
Raindrops Thoughts
I do not give up, but sometimes I need to give in to let my fears and the tears they generate out. I am only one person who does the best she can and gets up everyday and tries to do it a little better than she did before. I want a life with more sunshine …
but sometimes it’s easy
A bit of poetry to give you some hope...Thank you to Chester Maynes.
Toast
I drink each glass as a toast to you A toast to the sweaty moans You induce The tears to which you reduce The goddess that I am The one who waits Silently in devotion The bottle is empty And so is my heart There is no more That I can give It all belongs …
Yet Another Manic Monday
Monday Morning comes every week. You would think that I would learn to prepare for it. Nope, every week it sneaks up on me. Attacking me when I am just beginning to get things done or so I like to think. The truth is as hard as I work, I am afraid at times and …
Toxic
There is anger in the air,poisoning all the tired souls,tired of being good and getting nowhere.While all the haters breathe easySpewing toxins into the atmospherekilling us, killing them,But they laugh while they diedigging their own graveswe die, too, at peace without actions.
Tired, But Still in the Game.
I am tired. Tired to the bone with all the words that are thrown against me like I'm the wall in a racquetball court and its my job to take it. My life my destiny to take society's beatings and be fine with it. The mental wear and tear of this life is too much at times and I …
No Poem Today
I do not have a clever twist of phrase.. all I have is my gratitude that there have always been people in my life that haven't let me give up, even when I wanted, too. Thank you.
My New Challenge
Thirty days without soda and so far I haven't retreated to the comforts of carbonation. I feel better and today, my jeans glided on instead of being pulled and tugged while I contort myself into them. I have been trying to think of what to work on for my next thirty day challenge. I want …
Lucinda Rose 