Trip to the Fair

The place was crowded

full of people and laughter

kids running around

and parents chasing after

The Jackson State Fair

another first for me!

We sat on mats

and counted to three

Down the big yellow slide

Oh how funny!

Chicken on a stick?

Mmmm... Biscuits and honey!

the blacksmith

He's made many things

from gear shifts to benches.

He knocks and dings

with hammers and wrenches!

A pot becomes a grill

using torches on metal!

His welding is the real deal.

He deserves a medal.

On to a new skill

what tools would be needed?

starting with an anvil

of course he succeeded!

Perched and Peaceful

this is really random. I wrote this during our first year of marriage...

Perched and Peaceful

yes, perched and peaceful like a watchful bird.

Curious of the rush below just waiting for my time to go.

Many don't notice me sitting here. their eyes focused on the road ahead some wishing they were still in bed.

Swiftly they walk to bring home the check

I wander if their pace would be the same if they were going to harvest grain?

Nah, that would just provide basic needs not stylish clothes and Mercedes.

We choose the stress over labor so we can pretend to be great!

This poem must end or I'll be late.

Late for my low paying job with minimum labor and high stress rate.

Somehow I missed out but we're doing well without.

Empty Space

As long as my eyes were closed
Reality became what I chose.
Time did not exist along with
the pain and distance.
You and I were here and
our hearts beat the same.
I open my eyes to see your face
only to find an empty space.
To gaze upon you would be bliss
for your presence I do miss.

It's not too late

Answers to the who, what, when, where, why and how.

Why does it have to be this way?

marriage,

divorce,

fighting all day!

What in the world went wrong?

satan,

weakness,

No one is strong!

When will this cycle ever stop?

hatred,

broken,

Just call us slop!

Where will I go from here?

Liquor,

Cocaine,

Wanting cheap beer!

How will I overcome this fate?

Mercy,

The Cross,

It's not too late!

Who will look out for me?

Jesus,

Heaven,

He set me free!

what love will cost

I wrote this while Sam and I were dating ( i know Sam, "we are still dating."). This was early in our relationship... we were still learning and growing... ( i know sam, "we are still learning and growing.") so here it is:

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Soon to be filled.

Filled with what?

emotions spilled.

Late night,

one of many.

who am I?

I ask on knee.

Love, love

so far from now.

emptiness!

my head I bow.

Lord God,

Bring him near.

far away,

am I his dear?

Tip toe

all the right moves.

yes or no

what do I choose?

Hard work

it seems to be,

passiveness

I want to flee!

Safe place

I think I've lost.

could this be

what love will cost?