Poetry

Poetry is where I began writing. I mostly use it as an emotional outlet--so I don't utilize it very often--but I do live in a town full of poets and have a great appreciation for it. Rumi is my favorite.

Weeping Willow

I cry to myself

In the deepest sorrow

For the loss of my father

I long for his presence

Crying to others

Has no use

I’ve done it many times

Each one growing old

I have use for my sadness

I write poetry with it

How silly and beautiful

I’ll tell you what he loved

He loved weeping willows

And weeping, I am

Unnamed willow

He named me after his mother

Carlene was her name

One syllable short of mine

I am one father short in life

No one to pin the crime

You know when people ask:

Who’s one person you’d like to meet?

I say my father, quickly

On the drop of a dime

Lingers

Our first kisses

Tender and true underneath a staircase

That’s how I remembered you.

A knowing; a wanting

Safe and secure

A Love rediscovered

Once it matured.

Lost lifetimes ago

I’d been searching in vain

Wondering why things

Were never the same.

Somehow my soul and

My body knew

But my mind wasn’t sure

Just what to do.

Laid my head on your chest

Felt your warm embrace

Such tenderness took me

To a new place.

The place I call home

Where I’ll always be

Where I am with you

And you are with me.

Home’s not a house

But a feeling instead.

One that lingers

Long after life’s been shed.

I fall In Love

We danced at Old School

And you told me that you fell in love

It all came crashing down

Then came October

Too many drinks and drugs

I danced all night and watched you stare

You told me that you fell in love

A dark night in this dump of a town

I park in front of home

We kissed with passion and got lost

You paused with a smile on your face

“It feels like I’m falling in love”

January 31st

Someone has gone to heaven

A funeral must be planned

I arrive in black and white

And took too many shots

That day, you treat me with delight

Just as all the other days

Again you told me that you fell in love

Those words have so much power

So much comfort and divine

I think we all have layers and things to be unwind

I fall in love with some part of you every day

Learn something new, so out of the blue

So here I am, I’m here to say

I fall in love with you

Every single day

This work was published in the Listening Eye through Kent State University.