Chocolate, Strawberry, Vanilla Swirl as flavors circle, my tongue doth curl my lips get cold and start to fold as raging headache pains unfurl.
Tag: poem
Adult Child Part 2
Wave and smile as I watch her drive away... Heart shatters Heaving sobs Can't breathe Fall to the ground Strong arms lift me I don't suffer alone How will we survive?
Adult Child Part 1
Don't go. Go. You're my baby... but you've grown up. I'll miss you. I love you. I'll always be here, when you need me. Don't go. DON'T GO! I *sigh* and *sniff* and close my eyes and breathe deep. go...
YETI
How can I love you - a cup? You are reliable. You do the job you said you'd do, keeping my drink icy all day and night. You are effortless. I wash you like an ordinary cup and easily clutch you in my hand. You are pretty. Mint green isn't my usual color, but you… Continue reading YETI
Don’t Dance
Born in the 70's, a teen through the 80's: dances, posters, concerts and parties rule but many many years wage on like war and then it's a hip happenin' 80's dance party so I danced like I was a teen again but alas, my body loses the battle and I wonder if this new land… Continue reading Don’t Dance
Independence Day
Barbeques, fireworks parades, star spangles, contests freedom won at cost.
Veggies
Conference go-ers steal all the vegetables I lack vitamins.
Father of my Child
Oh! Viking man of my heart, how do I love you so hard still, after all of these years? Frustrations, separations, adventures and complications have all participated in a marriage grown stronger as our bodies grow weaker. I feel like Shakespeare who penned, “I would not wish anyone but you…” or like Solomon who sang… Continue reading Father of my Child
Dawn Marie Paul 