The Poetry Marathon

Losing Track of Time

You may be by the kitchen busy with our meal

And me by the window watching you big deal

You may be with your singing with your voice out loud

And me with my book never wanting a crowd

At times with your mood and you grab me so quick

And we dance with a tune  with a tap and a kick

In your seat you smile while you play with my hair

Daydreaming and smiling together as a pair

Your mind might be flying  to a place I don’t know

Or I’ll think of a plan but this I won’t show

Can’t you see we’re at peace very calm very warm

Just as long as we’re together we can lose track of time

For you are my home when the world is so loud

And you are my refuge in a chaotic crowd

I can lose everything I can lose track of time

Because moments with you won’t equal a dime.

 

 

 

Why I Love you

In the honeymoon phase

I could find a hundred and two ways

to say I love you

and what I loved about you.

Your laugh

Your smile

Your long eyelashes

Late night back rubs

Early morning cuddles.

And somewhere along the way

Life butt her way and

Then came

Long hours

Short weekends

No more date nights

Up all night with the baby

Washing endless loads of clothes

Play dates

The 1st day of school

Dance recitals

Forgotten errands

Midlife crisis

Menopause….

And I don’t even know

Why

I love you anymore

But I know

That I love you.

 

Written in response to Ben Howard’s “I Forget Where We Were” video.

Fight for Peace

Since the day I was born
I was prepared to fight
In a war, which wasn’t my own.

I was told it was important
That I had no choice
I had to fight…but why?

No questions, just obedience
Do what is told..
Just follow where others lead…

Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight for a cause that I don’t know
Fight because others do

Because this is what they have always done
And their fathers before them
Just like their forefathers..

Fight..for no one knows why…
Honour? Riches?
Stretches of land?

Fight..so that one day
There would be no need to fight..
Fight..so that one day..
There would be peace.

And peace..there shall be
Since that day… there will be no one left to fight!

Listening

For God’s sake, why are you so sad?

It’s 10 o’clock in the morning!

Did you hear what I said?

My head is filled with words to sort out.

I need time to hear you and to understand.

Likes, tries, attempts

Turn into patterns, routines and ruts.

Don’t say it; I already know the words you will use.

You’ve used them in a previous life –

Over and over like the needle that bumps the end of the record.

The song is done.

Do the words mean something different in our 25th, 26th 28th year?

We speak from separate places and hear from separate rooms.

Past hurts are louder than your smile.

 

 

I Don’t Do Mornings

Sip sip sip

I need more more more

An IV drip drip drip

Don’t let it quit quit quit

 

Mornings aren’t my thing

But there is hope

For people like me

Caffeine

Forgotten Love Faithful

I need to always remember
and to never forget.
The morning should bring a refreshing of love for you.
Invisible relationship
Forgotten not true
Yet faithful friend
I really was listening
I don’t want it to end
Where we were in the morning
we will start anew
The sometimes I forget
you’re still faithful to me
This is something I need to remember to cherish
throughout my life as history

hello love

i love when you called me baby

you only ever did when frustrated though

i love when you only had eyes for me

you only ever did when we were alone though

i love when you needed to fulfill my tiny wishes

you only ever did when they went unfulfilled

 

i only ever had eyes for you

even if I didn’t use the words – I love you

 

her majesty

Hey pretty kitty
White fur on black dress is bad
Where’s the lint brush gone?

2 – Not an Olympian

A friend once told me
I am a woman of many hats
And while I don’t like hats
I did once wear the swimming cap
On and off for a few years

I held the table tennis racket
Black always on the outside
Red on the inside
And swung it swiftly
For not nearly long enough

I held all kinds of rackets
And threw around all kinds of balls
But in the end, my best sport is
Lifting the pen to paper

Love

Lost in the mist

Burried within the fog

Drowning in a pool of our emotions

So you can’t find me

And I can’t even be mad at you because how can you find what you can’t see

Atleast that’s what you told  me

Contradiction

Love concurs all

That’s what you chant

So I can’t understand why love couldn’t help you find me

Is it limited?

Or is your love not the love you depicted to me

Or were your words just simply words that were meant for me to truly believe

Hello, I said I’m drowning

In a pool of OUR emotions

So why can’t you find me

When you’re the one  floating right beside me

Watching me as I scramble and panic

Hello

I said that I’m drowning

If your love is so great why is this even happening

And finally He flipped the switched and I got it

Love can not be defined by you only tainted

Love can only be defined by God and that can never be mistaken

Because real love

His love

Will forever be our Savior

And the fog cleared and a boat appeared

I learned what He intended me to learn from what I thought to be my final destination

And now it was time for me to go to where I was truly destined