Formerly Self Medicated

Used to self-medicate but those days are long pastGot rid of the habitBut addiction dies hardAddicted  to the pastto the painto the highThe craves don’t dissipateStill learning to cope By subtracting the hazeTrying so hard to live down a whole slew of mistakesA life up smoke like the herb I would blazeA few tabs on my tongueLost almost whole daysI…

Summer Bird

Summer birdI heard you flew northThat these days you stay where the old birds soar from when their bones get frail and their feathers turn gray.Never again may I see your face.Nor get out from within what I’ve wondered since not long after you went away. Always you were my keeper of secretsI should’ve known you kept some of your own. 

East Texas Summer Day

We are ever-changingAn East Texas summer dayThe only thing consistent about usIs how inconsistent we can beSometimes we are a perfect thunderstorm of emotionsDarkSomberWe see our fair share of rainRumblingRoaringLoudly making our voices heardThe power of yours shakes me at my coreIn a way that not a whole lot does anymoreA reminderThat I am not…

The People We Used to Be

I was home for the holiday. Not the one I live in but the one that helped shape me into who I am.It was a nostalgic return to the long gone days of yesteryear.While I was there,I took a drive under the twilight sky through the city roads that we grew up in.Cars still crowded the streets but every corner…

The Way You Look At Me

my forced smileit fooled the othersbut not youmy eyes gave me awayyou saidthe way you looked at mefor a few seconds my breath catchesat the back of my throatyou are peering into my soulstop doing that i really wish you would the way you look at meit breaks my heartterrified that one dayi will take a great…

Do you remember?

Do you remember when we first fell in love? I do. I didn’t want to want you. I tried so hard to resist it. I put up a good fight, too…That didn’t last long.You were handsome. Oh God, were you handsome.  But also so inconvenient.I had other plans, other dreams. About to graduate, working all the time.I was just so busy and I didn’t know.I…

Friendly Stranger

Sometimes I wonder when it happened,the moment when we changed.I must have been distractednot to notice how we’ve become so estranged. It doesn’t seem like it was so long ago,when your conversations filled the gaps of my day. I guess I thought you’d always be there,I never thought to ask you to stay.Over the course of the…

Always Remember

The alarm clock sounds off, but not for long.Have I ever told you that I admire the way you never hit the snooze button?It is so early that even the sun is still at rest.You pull me in close for one last warm embrace before you leave me cold when you pull away to start the day. The light you turn…

The first time I wrote about you.

I sense your presence all around me. I hear you in a love song on the radio. I see you in the man on the motorcycle next to me at the intersection. I feel you in the jolt of excitement that surges through me when I hear the ping of a text message and I…

This is not a poem.

January 31, 2019 My husband works in “over-the-road” freight transportation. As a result, he spends several weeks away from home at a time. I’ve had him home this past week which always takes me some getting used to. A few nights ago, I fell asleep in our bedroom while he stayed up in our office…